last night
the sky broke
rain fell
as it hasn’t fallen
in recent memory
we had to rise from our beds
to make adjustments
the wind
whipping the awnings
rain
making them sag
under the weight
of water
the air was cool
almost cold
and when I shivered
it was a thrill
this morning
moist clouds replaced the sun
heavy
and grey
now
at mid-morning
the sky is bluest blue
crisp and clear
in its colour
it looks
optimistic
and I wonder
were they right
are we seeing the back
of the boy child
will he leave us for awhile
taking the baking heat
and cracking dryness
with him
is this rain a harbinger
of la niña
the time
of the girl
questions
questions
enough
today
is for a clarity of blue
not questions
about the precocious children
of weather
© Frank Prem, 2006
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