Dreamer

Print is by Julie Fain


Precipitate Distillation


I’m a dreamer when it rains
there’s a peace and settling there
A simple reception
as water touches earth
a softening
that allows the saturation
of ideas, wishes, hopes
to seep through
and flow

Sometimes torrents rush by
stemming from
a backlog and excess
of emotions and life
built up, around, and within me
Thunder echoes the
touchdown of pen to paper.

Whereas other gales
bring in a gentle
release
soft, mellow, wellsprings
of the nuances,
and simplicities,
and profoundness
Coloring clouds, air, and ground
a hue and hint different
as words meld
light impressions,
faintly.

And with any given
tempest
or inspiration
a momentary shift can escalate
the dance of water and dreams
from a two step
to a crescendoing tango
all consuming
eclipsing absorption
both warm and chilling.

A little breeze
can cyclone
what once was up and down
into a perfect misdirection
tumultuous
where all life tilts, anew—
mimicking inked words falling
on a freshened page

Where once upon a time
meaning was found
at the end of rainbows
or in the thrill
of chasing them
through all the in betweens
fraught with both
sunshine and shadow
meaning and mystery
clarity and obscurity

the journey and the moment

little bursts of laughter
little rivets of tears
little shelter of solace
a horizon distant
and down-poured.



~Kelly B~
March 8, 2010