Sonny Rainshine Poems

Not unlike a lounging
caterpillar, arrayed
in her green chemise
she nibbled cold sprays
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You’ve dissevered my soul
like an atom smasher,
and my being,
my very nucleus
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It has been gathering since mid-morning,
the wispy mares’ tails around the breakfast hour
were the first harbingers, the haze over the water tower
the second warning,
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Cherish that sliver of time
descending at the close of day
like a window shade slowly drawn—
a white gem glitters on the fabric:
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The night held the consistency of Turkish coffee,
dense, deep, heavy, viscous. They kiss
beneath the sinewy bougainvillea vines, drinking
up the cascading passion and the mingled scent
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Do you feel a barely perceptible quiver,
a frisson, as a Frenchman might say;
someone walking on your grave,
as my mother might say,
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I remember when she first
responded to the cicadas,
that stentorian August
when the winged choirs
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Measuring his days from high to high,
barely getting by; living on the fly,
Henry Worth began setting by
vials of tears for a rainy day,
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He made a vow that he would gaze
upon a double rainbow before his last days;
that he would listen to the opuses of Paganini
and Satie, and discover the fount of paradise,
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In certain situations, some people dissolve,
as trees lose their greenness when night descends
and turns them into frozen shadows.
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