After The Rain - Where Else But Spain

After came the rain
the plain in
Spain was, yes quite wet

After the rain... she'd go

After the rain
he said he'd let her go
Her kindergarten blown
umbrella standing in
the corner of his
shoemakers' shop
where he kindly old man
had waved her in
with a friendly smile
a promise of safety
and told her
to drop her small
cotton panties
so they could dry

After The Reign - Next Morning

After the reign
there was breakfast
with a flowered china cup
unchipped, filled
with freshly brewed
coffee, a croissant
buttered whole
linen napkin
creased in straight lines
After the reign
there were clean crisp
white sheets
untangled under pillows
plumply undisturbed
After the reign
there was music
and dancing in the
darkening of daylight
After the reign
a soft smile starting
to stick, lingering
over lilac bruises
after the reign
peace
rained

After The Rain - A Solitary Step

Sun on duvet sparkled
in disappointing brightness
it was the wrong weather
for the day ahead
as she lied there
determination melting
in the bright light
as she lied there
time enough for clouds
to gather the room to hold
close with soft gray fingers
stroking her back
sweetly pulled under cover
of velvet sleep
as she lied there
stirring to the sound of
rain on windows
shadows dripping sweetly
on walls melting all away
until after the rain
standing
there at the open window
soaked in cool clean air
gossamer white drapes
gentle as butterfly wings
wafting wrapping
her long hair blowing
softly stroking as
she stepped a simple solitary
footfall from chair to air
floating finally free
after the rain

After The Rain - The Grand Unfold

In the songed country of Spain
having fallen mainly on plain
In the emancipated motherly shout
"All Right! Now you can go out!"
At the end of a reigning homonym
beginning a new regime-a min
In the dark soft loam coldly wet
slippery plumped pink worms get
In that first sky crack of light
sun shivered slivers bright
In the chill denied cool
the first dive into a pool
Or on a derippled lake
Flat surface re-take
As a child freed from cloistered room
As adult out from psyche's gloom
Each petal and leaf shimmered clean
On to chrome gleaming anywhere seen
Air fresh bouncing nitrogen bold
That is the high I've been told
Along with barometric pressure rise
raising up to sparkle eyes
In the rebirth of life
in the grand infinite unfold
this dancing droplet of after-the-rain tale told

After The Rain

Cold kitten sits soaked
in door way
as predators pounce

After The Rain - Goodbye

After I said goodbye
You held my face
one hand on each
side cradling
close, so close
that I watched
myself in two
minatured in your eyes
your wet eyes
holding me
transfixed stuck
in your rasping plea
to wait
please
to just wait
with you still
until
after the rain

After The Rain - The Gloved Wait

He sat a tiny boy
with a large glove
that had been oiled
and pressed under
his pillow for
the requisite
week softened
hanging on his
hand at the
living room window
watching the rain
fall in buckets
said his mother
though he would
have run through
that front door
onto the wet grass
and caught that
new white ball
red seamed in
his first glove
but No
he waited at
the window
watching the
water stream
as his new
his first
glove intoxicated
him with longing
for that time
after the rain