Friday, June 28, 2013

Brightening Cumulus

cumulus dancing 
and moving to the west
where she lives.
I begrudge them-
Because they will rain at her
And they will kiss her.

She will walk up the less traveled way of her city, 
and will frolic around with the shower of rain. 
She will whisper the her loving verses,

"For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,         
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;" 1

Then she will slip into 
the myriad of deep thoughts.
She will engrave her own poem
on the plank of her heart. 

Bidding adieu,
the cumulus have departed from me,
but left me soaking with her recollections.

Note: 1- Eliot's Love Song of J.Alfred Profrock 

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