every one of us

there are many of us
waiting for the words to fall like raindrops
into rivulets that splash pretty
across an unlined page

and every one of us
hears the patter of a different rain
pen itself upon each rooftop
whispering stories told in stanzas

with the storm above
the basso and the brightness
pool into a couplet to skitter
ever-hopeful above the deep

if every dream I dream
is a drop into this ocean
the runnel down my window
is a song


© Frank Prem, 2014

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