A LACK OF RAIN

A LACK OF RAIN
Michael Keshigian

If there were no rain,
there would be
far too little noise on the roof
or upon the window pane
that would distract us
from the pulse in our inner ear
through the silence at night,
no gutter song to lull us to sleep,
no applause of wet leaves
for thirst-quenching relief.
In a cloudless sky
and barren landscape,
the rain would no longer
astonish our senses
with torrents that flood the riverbeds
then angrily fall from summit’s edge
upon boulders that spray
a foaming mane of platinum.
Car wheels would pass like a cough,
the absence of a splash
that might instigate our adrenalin,
administers calm instead.
The sky would no longer
be crowded with giant gray eyelids
that occasionally coax
the sun to sleep
and allow us to focus
upon the mysterious messages
their odd, translucent shapes impart.
Without the rain,
our very lives would drift instead,
fantasy vapors
against the cobalt blue,
twinkling and as aimless as dust.

 

©2012 This work is the property of the author.

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Posted on March 9, 2012, in Michael Keshigian, POETRY and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. It’s been a while since MM has published one of Michael’s poems, but here is a good one, as they all are. Find his other work by heading to the Poets’ Page.

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