Rain On The City
Poem By Richard A. Marten
Bedroom shade eyelids part
To tearful, glassy corneas
O'er the city's retina.
Teek 'n tock, tock 'n teek,
Atonal splash, metronomic beat:
Musty, woodsy rain smell
Inhabits this smaller world. Lonely mind-sets flicker by,
Hurried and tense;
Dwarfed by gaunt, concreted spire heads
Mocking with belligerence. Pulsating skin of a breathing sea;
As a buckshotted crocodile.
Corneal aqueous humor,
Tympanic with earshot repartee
Of foghorn sentries challenging
The proudly bellowing announcements
Of ocean liners cutting the water.