Sidney P. Roberts II

Rookie (1970- / Fort Dix, New Jersey)

Just Before A Rain In Arizona - Poem by Sidney P. Roberts II

Pensive
in Arizona,
sitting in weather
before a rain,
searching
(for therapy)
kind pretty things
in an ugly world,
I notice briefly
the musical wind
in this high desert
mixing with distant
eastern thunder.
It does not howl
nor whisper
nor scream
nor cry
yet is beautiful
as you are.
And as one looks up
to see a stark grey cloud
moaning slowly
it is not difficult to imagine
for a moment
while feeling the first slender drops
of monsoon season
that whether or not
one has the future
one at least
at times
with boldness
has the present.
And as the wind picks up
there is
in the eye of my mind
a strong
brilliant
image
of you
and your dark immaculate face
and how the taking of your hand
and the back of your neck
and how looking into you
and bringing your lips
softly to touch mine
or roughly
in this symphony of weather
would
for a brief moment
would
make everything
that has happened
and everything
that will happen
totally
and completely
irrelevant,
as kisses from you
and kisses to you
so very often
do.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 30, 2008



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