Monday, June 9, 2014


rain hits the roof
a target on the mark
again and again
tiny liquid bullets
aimed at ears
brain and heart
reaching senses
through and through
again and again
until the last bullet hits
finally silence then
after the quiet moment
rainfire starts again
piercing ears, brain, heart
I am rainfire
through and through
again and again

A little storm just came through.
Simple words put to thoughts of rain
hitting the roof, hard at first, then a trickle,
then complete silence, only to start all over again.

Textile Art by LAURA EDGAR, copyright 2014