Reminiscent Rain

Distribution Manager
Mon Nov 23, 2020

slowly the faint breeze grazes my ear

I look up to see if the sky is clear

darkness flows till the eyes can reach

the mighty sky getting ready to unleash


the sky just rips with the mighty roar

follows the bright light heavens bore

the tiny beads rushing to seek the sands

the heart scatters as the drop lands


as they creep inside gently to soak

pure and new the colors of stroke 

the quietness instilled in the noise 

the nostalgic joy beginning to poise



Appears in
2020 - Fall - Issue 10