Returning to a Balcony

Returning to a Balcony

A Poem by Travis Lawrence

The rain pools under
roofs without gutters,
the soft taps drop like
faucets through
rusted utility
piping seeped in the wet ground
as a planter's hands
and feet in the muddy,
Earthy garden soil.

The roof is a drum,
a snare and high hat,
rhythmic rain tempos
are like seven years
without a poem.

I lie on my side,
legs lightly touching,
as lighting creaks through darkness,
streams seep through sharp valleys,
my eyes press the light
closing in on a drift,
toward sleep

returning to a balcony,
covered, warm, wet.

© 2014 Travis Lawrence

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Added on October 13, 2014
Last Updated on October 13, 2014


Travis Lawrence
Travis Lawrence

Austin, TX

I'm a 29-year-old using this site to backup my writings, which are mostly poems. Leave a comment if you like, they always make me smile. Have a nice day! more..