THE RAIN

 THE RAIN             BY TIM WILLIAMS AUGUST  2014

I STAND SOPPING WET, SOAKED TO THE SKIN
IN A VERITABLE CHOIR OF RAIN,
OVER THE YEARS OF MY LIFE I HAVE COME TO KNOW RAIN
IT IS NEITHER FRIEND NOR FOE TO ME NOW,
THERE IS JUST THE INEVITABILITY OF IT,
IT VERGES ON TEDIUM IT OFFERS NOTHING NEW TO ME,
NO SURPRISES, BUT INVARIABLY ONE DAY I WILL SURPRISE IT,
FOR ONE DAY HOPEFULLY IN YEARS TO COME I WILL
NO LONGER BE THERE TO BE PISSED ON.
I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT'S FACE WHEN IT REALISES.