Wednesday, April 20, 2011

simply sitting here

simply sitting here
i watch rocket rain drops
plummet
streaking the window
freckled with dots
striping its pane with descendants.
simply sitting here
i get distracted from my books
look up from the pages
and place my chin
on my wrist,
and instead of pages passing
words i watch the
rain. plinking puddles,
dressed up clouds,
newspapers covering
heads hands pulling up
pants runners with fierce
faces children jumping
with bright green rainboots
briefcases held close
like lovers.
i once loved the rain too--
screamed out into the
night laughed with a
wet face stuck my
arms straight and
SWOOSH, i am superman;
i fly on command i fly on the wings
of muddy grass i will save
lives if you ask me and i will fly and he
often flew with me, our clothes
sticking to our skin, our arms
out our voices
loud our faces wet with laughter.
simply sitting here,
i softly hum a song under
my breath and think of
my grandma and wonder
if she is okay.

DLS

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