A heavy mist of disappointment has gradually began to dampen the sidewalk
The sidewalk where I spewed my dreams thoughtfully chalked
I stood over them like a canopy of dead trees
Stopping only the least skilled of rain drops
And even they sly down my side in a snake-like slide
Streaming through the cracks, a rainbow lost of her majestic power; My dreams
In a colorful dust
Floated on top like hot chocolate powder
Yet here I stand, for the fallen dreams
Soaking and sopping
And although you couldn't tell if i'd not mentioned it
These are salty rain drops from the clouds in my eye sockets
Not just another one of mother nature's venting tempers
Oh, the downpour
The hum of passing splashing strangers
Was never perceived in such a blundering manner
But I will rebuild
I will always begin
When you" rest"
I shall pen