Smell the air
unaware
that a storm
has passed
left ruin
in its path
not able
to tell the dancer
from the dance
the aftermath
leaves a certain
confusion...
delusion...
after the deluge
and time reminds
that distant thunders
from the past
will often last
longer than
one may know
or wish to be
mud dries to clay
and rain
will eventually
go away
evaporate
or stay
forming...a pond of pain
Copyright © 2001 Dennis Hicks
Very nicely written! The visual is clearly a relationship of pain.