Tuesday, April 02, 2013

Raindrops in a bucket

Autumn.
Change winds blow
where they will,
fragmentary thoughts
are wisps,
clouds on the horizon
glowering.


Raindrops in a bucket
through a leaky roof,
counterpoint
staccato
mellifluous
drip drop drip drop
damp thoughts and
mossy tendrils
wet.

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