Calling In the RainA Poem by Aidan SingletaryCalling In the Rain - - Wind blows in urgent deep dull tones, Calling in the rain. - - Echoing over the rolling dune is the sound of the crashing waves, Dark horizon boils and spills turning blue to misty gray. The strong cool breeze offers one last flight, Calling in the rain. - - A warm gray stench sets in, as the clouds blot out the sun The wind picks up and horizon nears and drops begin to fall A small faint sound from across the water only heard by the keenest of ears From a dark iron shape, miles away In amongst the waves and blinding spray His desperate call falls short. - - A man, calling in the rain.
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