Patterned rain

The unmistakeable sound

of innumerable splashes

travelled from sky to earth


like a thousand shards of glass;

splintering mirrors in the sun;

tinkering stars of mine;

my ears welcome patterned rain

so different from us

or perhaps not so

contained by a string of glistening letters


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s