Going Home

The rain appeared, arctic Spattered the duck board As angry pellets flinched And recoiled Boathouse dank, bleak Galley proofing transpire Moist and humid With sense of Frangelico And bitter almonds The sord chattered With new fervor And feeders sojourned Past darkled dawn Composition turned to Decomposition Place in basket Not to collate Wits and writer’s block Onset of migraine Twinge With visual disturbance And sorrow Write of grief She is not coming back Time heals Do not die Spring frontward Go home Sun is aching to flicker Drop downbeat design Bloom buds of dreams