Flash flood
Coasting along the street’s dimples
Gulping down the waters
Like deep inhales of oxygen
Cleansing the pallet
Of sewers below.
Waterfalls.
Stale snow exposed
To the weather’s new mood
Cascading gently
Panel to panel
Free falling off the rooftop’s edge.
I float, I sink, and soak
In the waves of sunshine.
Today
My coat has an appointment
With a closet hook.
Layers collapsing
Within deep mounds of snow
Exiting stage left
Stage right
Pas de bourree
Embraced by house front.
Birds prepare
Tuning their chirps
For opening day of the spring concert
I am glued to my seat
Allowing the performance
To melt my layers
Clenched fists, hunched shoulders, melancholy moods
Slipping off with the change of weather
A sweet disposition
Saturates my blood
And wells inside my eyes.
