the hissing is all around

but fading fast

a settled pace had held me in place 

antsier now as autumn looks to find its stride

an afternoon’s deluge 

has left gutters bloated and coughing

the  bouquet of summer rain

brings memories and a smile

steam pushes from the asphalt

as a rainbow confronts the clouds

imperfect droplets linger 

upon nature’s pedestals 

while there is much that is heavy

in this moment there is no weight to carry