walking umbrella styled

walking umbrella styled
waiting for slow rain coming
heavy like a freight train
but not today
not today I say today
will not care for posture
or any fancy swagger
stiff like a blunt dagger say
will you walk with here
hold my words
eyes closed

it was radio severing
one could hear cluck
where a shore will bring more
luck has nothing to do with it
hammers beat on weather
who will come creeping
down the aisle in green
water will return from ice
air electric billow swell
a good night is still
a child in bed



Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2017-02-17 at 22:42

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