a poem, what else?

One raindrop

caught on a leaf

poised at the edge

not daring to fall

unwilling to stay.


One teardrop

rolling down the face

witness to silence

and promises

 made in vain.


One dewdrop

on a blade of grass

waiting to die

in the rays

of the sun.


Rain rivers

on the windscreen

as I watch

smeary red tail lights

that blink as you leave.


All drops

in the ocean

the ocean of my soul

clothing my fears

in surreal weaves. 

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