Sadder Than Anything

An umbrella moves through the rain and in between each drop emptiness Morning’s injured light far from the sun trips over rooftops into the wind’s mouth passing over my eyes I hear footsteps alone on the sidewalk alone in the rain only to stop and wait for a dream or a green light From the sidelines a burly boom of far-off thunder Time passes even darker Raindrops tangle in my hair raindrops sadder than anything Neruda has written ------------------------------------------- ©dah / dahlusion 2016 a.r.r. "Sadder Than Anything" was first published in The Recusant, UK