Dripping

Today it has rained rust

From dawn until dusk,

A steady trickle of oxidation,

Scented with must of degeneration:

A kaleidoscopic downpour

Of fragments of copper

In the odd trick of bright

That sets leaves alight,

That slips between raindrops

And drips and plops.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

My response to imaginary garden with real toads A Splash of Rust & Gold ~ Micro Poetry

Today we are putting the ’mini’ back into the Sunday Mini-Challenge and returning to the option of form poetry, where the object of the challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines (but it can be in fewer than 10 lines all the way down to a single American sentence), choosing our own form or writing in free verse, if preferred.

Thank you, Kerry, for inspiring us with such a gorgeous quotation from John Pepper Clark’s poem, Ibadan:

 ibadan

John Pepper Clark

Nigeria

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