Thursday, April 29, 2010
Rainin' on the parade
Rain strobe goin' in springtime Portland;
Drenching downpours 'tween bright, short sun breaks;
Life in Willamette Valley;
Got caught under an old redbud
Fall rain fall, like no man's bizness
Broad green heart-shaped umbrellas;
Foliage: gentle cacophony;
Insistent hiss on black pavement:
Each splash its splosh evoking;
Reminded me of walking that day
Rose City streets with March Forth band
Plus peaceniks more in thousands;
March seventeen, two-thousand eight;
It was rainin' that day, for sure;
A hoot and cheer, we put up;
Do tell: did you notice my despair
When joyous voices rose above the din
As wartime thunder cracked above us?
My fault, brothers; all my fault;
Can you believe I almost forgot-- ?
But never mind; the rain's stopped;
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