Its been about a month since the clouds have released their touch of earthly moisture and cool refreshment. Sometimes I can't help but wonder why. No shit its summer time and I live in Boise, Idaho which is an obviously dry,hot desert area..but when the lightenings flash'in and the clouds are coming and going?! You know it wants to...but the wind thrusts things onward to a place where they may become trapped and forced to expell.
Waiting patiently knowing that its bound to unleash a load one day and when it does I'll be there, standing underneath it all. Simply letting each drop make its delicate chilly way down my bare flesh where its soaked up back into the earth who in turn says thanks as I. Real enough seeming that I could just cry, or let myself die.
Without worries or fear inside I dont hide. Every little thing big or small in the breeze is passing our thoughts from side to side. And I dont want to have to try to fly. Maybe I wont for it will sweep me up and let me just glide.
Sure, it'll be back, you too will go on the ride.
Anonymous
November 11 2007, 08:13:51 UTC 4 years ago
good job
hey drisana, i like your little poem it's fantasticjouffroy man
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