he knows only the rain

August 12, 2012 § 4 Comments

July blinked awake,
like a retiree coming out
of a nap,
to the low end
bellow of a bullfrog

singing to the cycle,
evoking the ancestors
to explain

what it was
that moved him
in this controlled forward fall

through the zodiacal
display of fireflies
above his boggy territory

and what it was
about the rain that
always made him take to
the road with others

like himself
dodging rolling beasts
in the downpour

leaving the young behind
to lose their tails
and break the surface

he may well hear their
chorus of longing the
next time the sky
resets its signs

but for now
he knows only the rain
and how
it keeps him moving

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