Troubled Dreams

Pelting rain falls as if in triumph,

gutsy in its response to a never-ending drought

Why does the willow prepare for its retreat?

Flowing foliage crowned in yellow belies the strength spread throughout the soil

This brittle beauty relentless in her search of sustenance

leaves a trail of broken sidewalks to bear witness to the quest

Yawning cracks tell the story

of days in limbo that pray for rain

No wonder the willow resides near water

No wonder I ponder these things only as I sleep

Image by icsilviu from Pixabay 

prompts: OctPoWriMo Day 14, Lyric Ideas, Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver

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