Tempting Rain
The heavens wore gray
a blanket of clouds hovered
ensuing a roiling interplay
of sun and impending shower
wrestling for control of the sky.
I was feeling gleefully energized
brazen enough to dare the rain to fall,
command the clouds to move away,
anything more promising I left
on the lap of gods in full confidence.
With the air streaming with possibilities
my eyes glazed hypnotic at a distant vision
a flock of blackbirds exploding out of a tree
my cue to disregard some measure of deference
to a weather which at any moment may go rogue
Taunting the skies to behave
I set out for a walk on a trail which led
to a winding road that rimmed the lakefront
stark silhouettes of trees looked eerie yet haughty
their skeleton branches spread in wild abandon.
The somnolent quiet sank into my bones
as I breathed in this solitude owning my space
but a storm came and flung me into the suck of wind,
the sting of rain drenched and soaked me
wet to my skin, shivering and cold.
Unflinching, I carried my own kind of survival
like a badge of honor, though I tempted the rains
which took on my bluff, I had shaken my fist
on the gods that be who were clearly not amused
but did not plunge me into an avalanche of mud.
@jjote posted 06/27/2016
Copyright © Josefina Costales | Year Posted 2016
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