Friday, March 28, 2008

more rain

a smell
a taste
a slaking of thirst
a song, a melody
a sensation
an inundation
relief
from a long summer
long drought
long winter
falling
misty
pounding
hard
soft
desire
dread
a dance
of distance
but immediate
urgent
passing
coming

2 comments:

Jo said...

Your choice of words really brings this poem alive! Marvelous as always!

E said...

You've summed it up well. There's depth in minimizing words for the experience of weighing each thought in relation to another.