Raindrop
  JERRY BROWNING  

 BROKEN COMPASS   

 

Raindrop
 

clouds darken
condensation begins
losing my grip
falling
spinning
whipped slave
to the windmaster

plop!
a blue lake
subtly pushed to the edge
oh god
why can’t i cling
to cool, shallow comfort

riding the ripples
over the rim
pinballing down streams
twisting thru valleys
submerged
in a muddy river
delivered to the sea

sunshine’s my forgiver
i shall be released

Houston, Texas ‘81


 

Intro Image - "drops" by © Maria O'Brien                 
 Empact Image - "Water Magic" by  Kevin Callahan
 

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