from Skywriting
by Dennis O Driscoll
Reiterating whatever claim it makes,
A sotto voce repetition, rain plays out
a reverie-inducing music on the glass
harmonica of the kitchen’s window pane.
But peeling open the back door
for a rain check, you hear the liquid
swishing grow insistent as a whip;
sibiliant drips insinuate their way
between tightly packed leaves which,
gorging on these waters , never
quite reach saturation point.
hard to imagine that sweetness
and light might yet triumph,
a freshly perfumed day resurface,
put on airs of mellowness,
a rose-tinted sun assume the contours
of a mountain range, your gable wall.
by Dennis O Driscoll
Dennis O Driscoll , ‘Reality Check’. Publ Anvil Press 2007.
Chris Murray 