The Metaphoratorium

Rainy night reverie
 
I am stained with streetlights and rain-glazed macadam,

a damp changeling in this vibrant night.

As I wade, greyed grasses give way, tickling.

katydids converse...the pale arms

of sycamores fold shadows around me

A culvert gurgles couplets. Hiku

in a soft patter of droplets as wind stirs in wet leaves.

Overhead the clouds burn by moon-sparks

in the sultry, mysterious dark

©1998  Marjorie M. Walker from Inverse Origami (Out-of-the-Mist Press 1998), also in We Shijin Book I, (Hanover Press 2004)