A Night Walk Home in the Rain

First

there is sound.

drip drop drip drip

Water hits ground,

water hits water on ground.

 

Then light.

The black asphalt

reflects light

(light)

broken

(light)

by raindrops.

 

Above,

it is a dark purple-grey

as though

the dusting of the night-violet sky-dome

has been neglected too long.

 

The skeletal trees

reach

out from black trunks

going into shadow

grounds,

and up

to everything.

 

Feet on asphalt.

Head in night-violet-grey-in-between-sky.

 

The hood of my raincoat

keeps me

dry.

3 thoughts on “A Night Walk Home in the Rain

  1. Wish I had been there to walk with you! Especially like the image of the neglected dusting.

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  2. That is definitely not Florida Rain!

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  3. Lovely, I can see it, hear it feel it.

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