Once Upon a Time Poems

After the Drought, Rain

Drought’s stiffness unravels,
and at first, just a touch
of a sprinkle.
Rain offers tiny pearls
in friendship rings,
with a pledge of adornment
in bright green to grassy blades
and sparse vegetation
peeking through the dry
earth’s crust
and yearning to be on stage.

Flying high with sighs and regret,
wishing for slighted thoughts to heal,
clouds constrict in good faith,
through repetitions of thunderous sobs,
and a show of apology begins
with several intermissions given
for umbrellas.

Twisted winds urge
the treetops to practice
their knack in whispering
rumors of seedlings' unexplored
talent of hiding,
in anonymity,
inside puddles.

In droplets’ voices, undertones hum,
promising an eternal spring,
so the curtain comes down,
hurt turns to joy,
and scars are erased,
since, in spasms of love,
all lies can be accepted.