Dusty Rain

Dusty Rain Puffs of random promise coldly awaken the hope of droughts thirsty ticket holders. Parched dust joins in pig-like, snout in the trough, dry tongued greeting. Satiations mud bath ensues leaves rub their hands together cupping cool water soothing the screaming roots. Flowers lean back rinse their colored tresses rejoice in the trickle of renewal. Worms lay – Cleopatra-like - self seeking mud worshippers freed from their dungeons. Puddled streets shiny rainbow hues search for the pot-o-gold of street signs end. Dandelions shake golden crowns mimic the sun, smile on the dream of future days. Garden Buddha, licks stoic lips, smiles cool trickles tickle his girth. Thin groundhog sleeps knowing his prized shoots will soon be plenty. Birds succumb to the perfume of petrichor, dance in fence top chorus line to the dusty drum beat of Spring rain. 6/5/2016 submitted to – ika-labing-tatlo(13th): Rain, Rain com my way – Poetry Contest sponsor – binibining P.iNK