Mind Weather -- Rain (poem)
By Luke Labern
Precipitation swells, clouds' pregnant thoughts
Bust the levee, sanity sales from many ports --
The question being whether to import
Or export your wisdom? At risk always of distort.
Yesterday blue skies held cheerful birds.
Soaked now in soggy hopes and dull words:
"Lovely weather," the sarcastic grey beard
Says, and thus all hope of the day's sheared.
Oh, it's the English way, when it rains:
The complaints begin. Outside droplets cains
Unlucky souls, caught bare with no umbrella.
Meanwhile, inside snuggles the beauty and her fella.
Pitter-patter on the double-glazed pane,
Synchronised kisses to the sound of the rain.
Sadly, some souls sit segregated,
The coin flip unpleasantly fated.
That's you and I, in different places,
Trapped by a gravity bath. Heart races
As I wait for the sky to clear;
Soon the sun while shine, and your there will be here.
Bust the levee, sanity sales from many ports --
The question being whether to import
Or export your wisdom? At risk always of distort.
Yesterday blue skies held cheerful birds.
Soaked now in soggy hopes and dull words:
"Lovely weather," the sarcastic grey beard
Says, and thus all hope of the day's sheared.
Oh, it's the English way, when it rains:
The complaints begin. Outside droplets cains
Unlucky souls, caught bare with no umbrella.
Meanwhile, inside snuggles the beauty and her fella.
Pitter-patter on the double-glazed pane,
Synchronised kisses to the sound of the rain.
Sadly, some souls sit segregated,
The coin flip unpleasantly fated.
That's you and I, in different places,
Trapped by a gravity bath. Heart races
As I wait for the sky to clear;
Soon the sun while shine, and your there will be here.
A Poem,
Published 08 February 2012
Published 08 February 2012