Resounding Parade
early morning rain,
sound off insane...
only rain,
a resounding parade,
frothing with power
for a few hours —
brought back the cold.
bleak sticks and gray stones,
wind and leafless trees again
colorless sky.
i may have to trade,
once again,
thin shirt for warmer weather —
a sweatshirt or sweater.
no snowmen
smudging my window,
only twirling wet prints
of birds, foxes, umbrellas.
12/14/2020
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