It Rains

haiku. was at work during a storm. wrote it down on a napkin

It’s a song ringing

So softly, gently, my eyes

Can see light no more…

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Feeble rhythm peaks

 

Highest as the present leaves

I feel only rain

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Trickle on my head

 

Thunder crashes in my ears,

Metallic plasma shines

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Direct on my brow

 

Eyes alight in mystery

All of this makes sense-

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Returning… again…

 

What was I thinking about now?

I gasp—look again-

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Trees blown back and forth,

 

Diamonds of water pouring

Low, angry, thunder…