Another rainy poem

You imagine me writing in the

falling rain 

cushioned by leaden skies.

I imagine you but

fail to remember the prayers that once 

fell soft and dewy like rainbows

which hide 

waiting for clouds to break and the  light to

harden frost to ice, and

litter the ground with rainbows 

for a new year.

You imagine me writing

summoning new words and incantations 

conjuring an absence more present and 

I imagine writing in the falling rain 

dripping words on a page.

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