a momentary respite…

Today: Rain, spoiling my plans.

For a few summers I could not get away for a week-end without getting soaked.
That’s okay. I can deal.

O Rain,rain1-lr
you subdue me.
You confine me.

O Universe,
would it be so heinous
if I walked in the sun?
Yet you build walls of water
to fence me in.

How wild can I be
when it’s always raining?

Wrapped in civilized vinyl
I view the soggy blooms
and lift my dripping arms to Spring.



Text and images from the unpublished manuscript 52 Scribbles, copyright 2017 by M.C. Chambers. All rights reserved.

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