Come down from there and play today
I am not out of reach
I want to be drenched
We can sing to the ocean
Salt harmony
Sparkling and wet
Can I teach you about me?
I see you all the time
Then you can go back to the stars
I don’t need a wish
And never mind the rainbow
I have my own
(96. rain as a playmate...? The third—and hopefully not the last—poem to win the contest about 3 years later.)
~~~The entire chronology of poetry (aka the manuscript, “Chronologically Filed Stanzas”) is available as a pdf on my website.
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(No rainwater, stars or rainbows were harmed during the production of this post.)
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