Rain, Poetry by James Kennon

Genre: Nature, Rhyme, Funny

by James Kennon

Rain falls like terminal dodo birds liquefied by infinite speed,
gravity plunges one way, directional confusion of enveloping skins, wave upon wave etc…

Circular chitterings of gnomish crazy-eyed beaks,
quills loaded with thick black syrupy information encrypted into dazzling streaks of digital flight,
through iron pellets and streaking beams of displacing squareness that leave gaping holes in reverse images frozen with surprise.

Wetness brings cures for dryness, visions of self reflected in falling drops show the multitudes of one, bringing joy in wetness all things are covered,
old brains,
wear plastic yellow sheets that hum rain into piercing darts, splinters.

How did I think I could see the rain eye to eye without falling?

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