{ … heavy rain … }

“the rain filled up the sky and shook the roof…”

heavy rain

the rain filled up the sky and shook the roof;
its smell was in the very air i breathed –
its presence ample: full, but yet aloof;
its fulminating: sounds of swords unsheathed.
exploding cannons, everywhere around
from in the rain’s conveying swarm of clouds;
the earth was full of it, its sight, its sound –
a din to drown out oceans, cars, or crowds —

but now, my brown eyes open to the sun;
the air no longer heavy – sky alight –
and though i grow accustomed to the sight
my mind’s not with the present everyone

i miss the rain, the storm was mine to hold;
the lonely light has left me bare, and cold

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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