Nocturnal

It rained in the night

the swish swash sound of water

washing through my dreams

 

drowning strangers in my head

places I have never seen &

songs that hum through me.

 

My old dog snores & stretches

chasing squirrels in her sleep,

a double rainbow shivers in

 

the morning light,

 

yes it rained in the night

washed away the sadness

staunched my grief

 

gave me mellow yellow

landscapes, one more day

of breathing in & out

 

waiting for tomorrow.

 

 

Victoria Mosley