Sonny Rainshine


Dancing In The Wind With Aunt Ana - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

‘Lectrical storm,
prophesied my aunt Ana,
All fire and precious little water.

Drum-rolls of thunder
bounced about on the western horizon
like pin-balls.
Ribbony fingers of lightning
pointed toward town.

The wind has caught fire,
shrilled my aunt.
Reach up and douse the wind.

I reached up.
I squeezed the wind.
The wind warmed my hand.

My being is all
birdsongs, wind chimes,
a clarinet in the dark.
Dance with me.

I danced.


Comments about Dancing In The Wind With Aunt Ana by Sonny Rainshine

  • (4/16/2006 7:42:00 AM)


    How magical!

    MY being is all
    birdsong, wind chimes,
    and a clarinet caressing the thunder~~
    I sang every word.
    (Thanks, I needed that.)

    Sandra, still dancing...
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, April 3, 2006


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