Huge droplets explode in the puddles
small lakes in the uneven surface
craters in the alley, rivulets connecting them
giant bubbles bursting in great pops
Rain falling from above, not reaching the ground
secondary rain drops swell,
coalesce on the oak branches, the broad leaves
on acorns and wires
turgid droplets, bombs
hurl themselves to earth
erupt in final glory
August 4, 2006 9:26am
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,790+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Secondary Rain
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Raymond A. Foss
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