Benny and Rain.

Rain in July.

He sits

sipping coffee

listening to Satie

watching the rain fall.

He remembers

standing under a shop's awning

with Ellen seeing the downpour

hit the pavement

like wet bullets.

They stood there

sheltering on the way home

from school

she with dampened hair

and blurred spectacles

and he sensing dampness

on shoulders and hair.

He sips the coffee remembering

listening to the piano notes

fill the air

and the downpour of rain

outside the window

and the icy rain

all those years ago.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

This fills a void in me, Terry. I don't know if it's the rain, or the melancholy of each line. The downpour hitting the pavement like wet bullets, and the piano notes filling the air - how perfectly and brilliantly, they read. And linger.

[Terry Collett]

Thank you, Kelly