After the Rain



6:58 A.M the sky cried


through the misery of darkened skies

the rain came down

harassing sleepy eyes

and solemnly splashing

against drowning curbs;


it bullied

blind windshields and bloated

thirsty fields


it welted drowsy highways

and feed angry puddles

flooding hurried streets – like a tempered


soul the rain emptied

causing the morning

to surrender in defeat


before soothing into a soft spoken



Then after the rain,

the sky smiled


releasing a greeting of good morning

down upon the subtlety of life


now awakened.



© 2012

Tarringo T. Vaughan

August 28th

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