Kit Kelen #812 - comes again

812

comes again

and after us

who knows what creeps in out of next

sky is over the road now

swimming with us here

all falling fresh

rain does a darkness in the day

and dampens all outside ambitions

that could be exciting

the grass will get away

one of those stay-in-bed jobs

though you might yet have to dig someone out

run ag pipe under the whole of the world

better to build on stumps

gravel the track to think through this

much too late for that

haven't we slept till this to now?

creek wakes

a voice to top it altogether

we're passengers of rhythm

it's come again

and after us

discover new places in the rain

always some hiding hole

and stood to attention

everyone stops for the parade

pay respects to the fallen

the falling

clouds to come

the school bus splashes through

ducks tuck in dark of it

no one barks

it's serious

full of prodigies

and omens!

this is the stuff foretold

and often eases for a breather

then buckets down again

it is a far flung better fall

than we have had long ages

still steaming where they

cattle stand

philosophize

to wash in such a sky

bones of us lie under

all well rinsed by now

you're everywhere in it

puddle boots muddy again

strike up a jungle

and sing!

somewhere all above this

a sun is shining now