Showers


Showers cover the town, brought in by blustering winds.
     After the rain,
The clouds are free to float again above stone walls
     And stucco façades.
We pace the halls while waiting for a mouse
     Named Merlin to appear.

Soon enough we'll second-guess ourselves, but for now
     Our view is undisturbed
By tempests in our teapots. Kindness is a quality
     We strive to share,
But not with those whose only care is for their own
     Well-being.

Once the laundry has been done, and the bread and milk
     Brought home,
We're free to roam where our collective hearts would go.
     Tonight the clouds
Will gather grey and heavy overhead, and cap the evening
     With another gusty shower.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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