Rain Reign…Go Away


eye storm chase.

jealous of

surrounding maelstrom–

under black umbrella

I beat rain.

blue-ribbon mind

blocking grey and gold

to collapse

para sol

(for sun)

and slicker

(than some)

I seek refuge

from elements


for soothe,

only drumming water

breaches cracks

and drenches beast within

cowering from



–that melting,

wicked bitch.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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