Poems, many, no fandom
16 Jul 2014 19:25In related news, I'm still alive.
Splat.
Splat. Splat.
Splat-splat-splat-splat-splat
A steady koshhhh
Drumming on the roof
Insistent. Jealous.
Hoping to soak you.
Not wanting to stop.
But eventually-
everything stops.
Take a step towards
What you don't know, so you can
Once more be surprised
Dark nights have returned
A reprieve from the blaze
Preventing sleep
A land of the sleepless.
The air has changed
No more pressing heat
Or cracking thunder
Rain has returned.
The cycle goes on
Summer's heat turns
Points again to autumn
Yet the Sun always rises.
Splat.
Splat. Splat.
Splat-splat-splat-splat-splat
A steady koshhhh
Drumming on the roof
Insistent. Jealous.
Hoping to soak you.
Not wanting to stop.
But eventually-
everything stops.
Take a step towards
What you don't know, so you can
Once more be surprised
Dark nights have returned
A reprieve from the blaze
Preventing sleep
A land of the sleepless.
The air has changed
No more pressing heat
Or cracking thunder
Rain has returned.
The cycle goes on
Summer's heat turns
Points again to autumn
Yet the Sun always rises.