rain falls hard all night
stately mansions and run-down shacks
equally drenched
rain falls hard all night
stately mansions and run-down shacks
equally drenched
last of the leaves
hanging on for dear life
’til the brew is gone
after the rain
a pigeon sortie goes forth
synchronized flying
full moon rising
a cawing crow flies away
the wolves howl from within
in the dark
one cannot see
the color of the flag
don’t shoot
until removing
the blindfold