Rain falling down around
my head;as I walk by the grassy
park, thinking of the clouds;
one thing the golden girl told me
was that the rain will not stop;
in the bright sunshine, dream &
eat, walking up to the brownstone
steps to wait for the fog to lift;
the single one, golden statues
rise from the graves; the icy sheets
of history; the man she marries
will be richer than Odin in the sky
of green love is awash in ocean
spray; the gray-toned kaleidoscope
signs beyond the sun; the dark
of space where the golden woman
rests her papoose beat, Canadian
wilderness filled with golden shadows;
I set the date on the garden wall
of ivy; trees laughing at naked
girls' rain swept cobblestone street;
the sky a gleaming field of ethereal
flowers; sunlight caught in the cat's paws.