Saturday, January 18, 2014

Rain Speaks

Rain Speaks Through Me

Pouring from my bones like marrow jelly
this heavy grief too mercurial to weep
pulls my eyes into their sockets
my teeth from swollen gums

the burdened cloud says look
there is more to us than the gentle
whisper of thin rivers between leaves
and steady patter on the roof

she wants me to cry too but I can’t
release the tension of an ache
that grips like omniscient dread

if only I could find a way to let go
to rain like the sky
then perhaps my body could be
fluid as a lake.

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