j. lewis- A Poem

j.lewis is an internationally published poet, musician, and nurse practitioner. When he is not otherwise occupied, he is often on a kayak, exploring and photographing the waterways near his home in California.

river rising

rain is falling

white noise in a black night

covering the ugly sounds

of city after dark

outside my window

is a random rhythm

drops without number

i cannot dance their song

only follow the cadence

with wandering thoughts

ideas and memories

that hold you to view

blurred through moistured window

or clear in the air

of afternoon

after rain

sorrows surface

i never forget

i once loved you

only as much as you gave in

gauging affection

in hundredths of inches

barometer always falling

falling

all things pass

early or late

night

clouds

and rain

slip away

and in the newness

of day not fully born

remembered moments of your constancy

not unlike uncounted raindrops

join one to one

collect and wash over me

like a river rising