Rain Herds |
 en Kata poetry series -Stephanie Pope herd a rainin’ in mourning the wail’s in walls softer’n secret’n silent calls a flow like rivers buildin’ seas a plead like soft sounds drippin’ breeze heard drippin’ heard morning beat upon pour cry me a puddle cry me a puddle i’m sore thunder in beater beat rhythm keep time thunder in twilight and river entwine cry me a puddle this mourning wet me the way it goes bad keepin’ the secrets so secret—more’n any i’ve had |
