Rain
Slick with the drops of a wet world,
I invite this electric charge.
Hair drenched as the commoner, the wild free,
Splosh and bend and hide your glee,
City-splashed and heaven-bound.
This town, bounded by the ropes of buckets divine,
What cafe, what latte, can offer memory of sunshine?
Laughter is easier when soaked!
Oh, silly electro-activity,
Won't you pour more for me?
I'll ride in the whale's belly,
Veer the Arc from the iceberg,
Just give me silvery sheets and a lamp post!
So to sing, "blessed be the current
I need and have and am!"
And let me not slip
In mind nor foot
Else I'm off to the Keys.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2011
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