Tuesday, April 13, 2010

NaPoWriMo#13

rain sounds on the roof
like a 4 year old
at her first tap lesson.
eases to a slow typist
on an old Hermes.
almost peters out.
then roars back to life
as a drum solo
of massive proportion.
it's only autumn,
what has winter to bring?

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