Wednesday, June 11, 2014

The First Rain

She breathes steam
And vomits fiery blood red—
Her fever soars,
Magma bubbles inside her head.
The earth is her belly,
Ballooning out beneath—
Her mouth is a river of fire
Until she returns to sleep.

Rain pelts her face
Raising curtains of steam;
Her flesh sizzles and fizzes,
Denying relief.
Her blush red complexion
Burnt to black, she cools.
Sable lava, a floor of twists and curves,
Accumulates rain pools.

(This poem was published in the 12th Annual High School Poetry Anthology in 1995.)


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