Dreams Are Raining by Martin Willitts Jr.

Like fine grains of rain, I head towards a place 

that does not exist. I take time, like rain 

spattering on October leaves, 

just before a settling chill.

Rain speaks to encourage a harvest, but

I never arrive. Like a cloud, I drift elsewhere.

Tell me, dreams, where are you taking me?

Tell me what I need to know.

 

Night after restless night, stars or leaves were 

scattering. I followed the pattern, never arriving. 

In my dreams, I was weather touching everywhere.

My rain made silence grow sadder.

It was only a little chill. It started drizzling,

a symphony building to a volume of misery.

Martin Willitts Jr has over 20 chapbooks and 10 full-length collections including forthcoming "The Unknown Lover" (Dos Madras Pres) and "Home Coming Celebration" (FutureCycle Press). He has been in Black Poppy Review many times.