Sheaths of crystal droplets
singing over gray skies in
dreary cities; like crashing
waves on jagged rocks, ocean
spray on your heels as you
walk away.
Smiles wide with inspiration
as the rain falls steadily across
glass streets- sorrow drips from
eager fountains, spilled hues
wash through empty alleyways.
Rainbows poured on concrete refractions
of celestial stairways into feathered
clouds; careful silver descendants of
the stars litter the grass in elegant
dew-
I caught spinning pearls in my bare palms;
saved them in back pockets for a sun-streaked day...
Bronze trophy winner
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