Driving Into Rain Poem by Chrys Salt
Driving Into Rain
The wet road follows us -
a gleaming tail
looping round steep and lake.
Bleak sodden sheep
stand sentinel
like neighbours at a wake.
A bug splats blood
to briefly stain the glass.
Mist parts a veil
to let us pass
below the mourning cloud
and beetle-small
ahead, like amethyst
the bright and sudden heather.
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