Sonny Rainshine


Poem by Sonny Rainshine

The icy exhalations of a sudden Alberta clipper,
the temperate gasps of zephyrs in late July,
The inspiration and expiration
of Nature’s persona, a heave to defy
or a sigh of resignation:
Everything breathes;
everything hinges on the moment
almost imperceptable
between the taking in and the letting out,
and the letting go.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011