Happy National Poetry Month: April!
Today’s prompt: courtesy of Robert Lee Brewer ‘Poetic Asides’
I remember the rain at night
in a city lit by streetlights and neon.
The deluge comes
and now the dull dark streets and walls,
alight with harlequin reflections,
shimmer like a sequin-crusted valley
perfumed by the aroma
of damp asphalt, cobblestone, and brick.
Older now and living
in a smaller pleasant place,
the rain is simply wet and muddy,
a change of pace
and often welcome,
but not as mystical
or mysterious as I recall
those many years ago.
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