the rain is falling up
from the tree trunk
making branches
precipitating wood
inside wet pipets
the rain is falling down
like a fountain
taking chances
creating a burning
bush of pure tinsel
the rain is dripping round
glazing the past
avalanches
of ice cause fear that you'll
never stop slipping
-Thomas C
"Large, relevant questions too easily evoke large,
wet answers." -- Thomas Nagel, Mortal Questions