The Night is Pregnant


Now it’s raining again!

The clouds quietly gather
For Night is heavy with child
And ready to yield pots of water!

Lightning draw caricatures
Across the blackened skies
Frightening all who are awake

These expectant clouds
Or mischievous lightning
Knew to keep heavy sleepers awake


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