Monday, June 04, 2012

Outside

The raindrops will mutter
they’ll splatter and sputter
spiraling down to the grasp of the gutter,

the wind whispers weakly
and babbles obliquely
until it’s a memory mewling so meekly—

a storm can be static
or a feisty fanatic
assumptions should never become automatic

as fronts are effective
at being deflective
for people both passive and over-protective.

3 comments:

  1. The last verse is a cracker! Wonderful...

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  2. excellent, placed this piece in poets rally today.

    Happy Father's Day.

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