Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Summer Storms

Something happened. This was back in 2010, nearly three years ago. I don't know now what it was happened and if it happened to me. I guess it mattered then. Or maybe I told a story, made the whole thing up.

Summer Storms

The impact spreads me
in a crystalline design
on the concrete strip
of my barren life.

I am willing to receive
the fat drops of rain
that are forecast soon.

I want thunder, lightning, hail,
an inundation
to drown my splintered
wooden heart in summer storms
and send it to sea.

August 6, 2010 3:55 PM

1 comment:

  1. Yes. Whatever happened, it is good of you to share it.


The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.

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