Water Walk...

The gurgling water rushing through
     a collapsed part a drainage pipe
     running along the river
     in the aftermath
     of the sudden shower

     that raised the water level

     a good two feet in two minutes

     and washed the day's foulness

     down to the Sea...
On The Green,
     the flag whips back and forth,

     snapping and popping
     like the last kernels
     at the bottom of a pop corn bag...
Again comes the rain
     and I doff my sneakers and socks,

     placing them in my knapsack
     and walk barefoot
     in the warm October rain...
Soon I am drenched to the skin,
     my visor dripping like an awning

     mistakenly left open
     at the beachfront tennis club,

     lawn chairs stacked upside down
     and tables covered with chairs and tarps...
My hair curls and uncurls with each step
     as the water beads at the ends   

     and then bounces off,
     trying to reach the Sky
     from whence it came,

     but finding only concrete
     and the long Journey to the Sea...
A slight pause at the corner building

     where covering and hedge
     make for a bucolic rest
     to listen as, just beyond
     lies the asphalt river
     with it gleaming steel fish...
Perhaps here I wait for dawn,
     don't expect it to be long
     for the shadows recede
     and the street lights proceed

     to turn off one by one
     down the boulevard...
          

          October 18, 2014