May 18

Iron Lace


Curved neck I gaze up to the cloudy sky

Through lacy gazebo roof most ornate

Dark black wrought iron perforates

The leaden expectant clouds floating by

Their cargo drops, I am no longer dry

A blurry liquid world the rain creates

Dull hues brighten as it precipitates

Best find cover, thunder rumbles nearby


(An Octave Poem)

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