Thursday, August 7, 2025

A Feeding Frenzy



rain falls in droplets
easy to count splashes
on the deck...
uneven board puddles
slanted both ways
collect the flow when
not too desperate,
leaves weighted down
springy to the touch,
bending over as if
searching below
their orientations,
cloudy skies holding
our leaking destiny,
hide the sun but not
other siblings when
heaven searches for
lost children...
bring forth your requests
if you dare, remembering
it is only rain that
falls in lonely steps
towards the ground its
been asked to feed.


August 3, 2025

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