plop plop plop swoosh swoosh
plop plop
swoosh swoosh
plop plop plop
morning skies empty out
completely
onto earth’s open hand,
wetness everywhere,
we wait,
count drops,
get soaked.
no umbrella can
fortify,
keep dry
in rain such as this
today
under which
we stand.
plop plop swoosh plop
plop plop plop
plop swoosh swoosh
plop swooshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Peter J. Lautz December 17, 2008
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