August rain – marie c lecrivain

I awoke to a weather report
that predicted showers today.

It looks like it may be true.
The sky outside my window

is pregnant with stratus clouds
ready to birth a wave of warm drops,

like a fish does when her mouth
unwittingly catches the hook.

Instinct kicks in and her womb
opens to release her progeny.

I feel sorry for the water babies
who’ll come crashing to earth,

so, I’ll stand outside and let
the rain mingle with my tears

to become a new thing
mixed with sorrow and relief.

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