wild (and warm)

a riveris falling downfrom clouds above the lightis sufferingfrom its ownpallor a howling windis slinking the greenin the grass is risenuptoward the sky where a lazyyellowis orange reallywarmingin a stripe splayedover nimbus this isa wild dayabovethe back yard a wild dayoutside the door a wild dayand I’m watchingsafeand warm ~

sailing (to port)

I sailon the rainforthe worldis askew vertical isto horizontalisjust a plane and the movementis a live thingin its own way I sailon the rainlikea marinerof meteorology and the wind blows I arcas the raindropsarca ribbonthrough the sky as the wind blowson and onI skim morein angles at forty-five at sixty Itowardthe rainbow Iacrossthe falling sky …

36.3533° S, 146.6877° E

how much is your latitude how long are you are you defined within the crosshairs of east and west I am within a degree or two of acceptable of close and there’s a storm grumbling down right above my head there’s something in the way it is speaking somewhat longitudinal something like a rainbow happy …

cloud like

the mystery of clouds is ... well I don’t really know they just billow before my eyes like living a storm thunder rang the night last night thunder brought the rain I know that the cloud that brought it has gone now away like mist on the breeze like a thought now long gone but …