Wednesday, July 09, 2008

• Ivy Rain

  Ivy Rain

  By David Roth

  © 9^th July, 2008

   

  A sea of glistening leaves,

  swept in swells and troughs

  by the brisk sentinel

  that heralds the coming storm,

  and they cling tenaciously,

  like shiny green post-it notes

  to the brick and mortar

  of my shelter.

   

  But then the rains come,

  dancing on the wind,

  a steady, thrum of applause

  rolling, like the muted cadence

  of thousands of tiny, tapping shoes,

  across the echoing stage

  of a sea of emerald rooftops.

   

  And a Cardinal,

  resplendent in crimson gown

  blesses the sonorous chorus

  of sparrows, finches and jays

  huddled beneath the bristling carpet;

  festive, antiphonal choir,

  accompanied by the music of living nature

   

  And then the rains come,

  dancing on the wind,

  a steady, thrum of applause

  rolling, like the muted cadence

  of thousands of tiny, tapping shoes,

  across the echoing stage

  of a sea of emerald rooftops.

   

  Soothing, subtle, somnambulant,

  I drift with the blissful tide.

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