I can’t go out
Sky unloads
To end our drought
Thunder explodes
Across the Thracian Plain
An afternoon’s incarceration, rain
A temporary recluse
The perfect excuse
When your neighbour’s name is Zeus
To stay at home
Spectate as pools of water boil
And steam
As droplets drench scorched soil
The doorstep cat looks out, recoils
Deciding not to venture there
Dawdles back to empty chair
Pages of a book
Read aloud
Not heard
A bridge of paper
Crossing chasms to the past
Lightning flashes everywhere
Through my mind
Through the sultry summer air
There have been so many storms
But just as many rainbows
