Cold Rain in Edinburgh

I was walking to an optician's appointment in freezing rain. It was the first time it was starting to feel like winter. I don't know...it just felt right to write a poem about it. Hope you like it!

Each step I take

Comes with a splash

Gauzy gossamer mist 

Puffs into spiralling clouds

The cacophony of the city

Sings all around.

The growl of the cobbles and tires

The shouts of the ants passing by

The buildings sweat streaks 

Of grey and black tears

Melting, sliding into the street.

Shards of rain fall

Crystal cold, freshly painful

Icy spots on my neck

Hair curling from my temples

Wisps spiralling as mist

Clothes prickling against

The edge of my skin

Perching on a corner

A black impermeable cloud

Held over my head

The world spins by

As the cold rain

Falls in Edinburgh.