6 jul 2018, 10:27

A dog in the rain 

  Poesía » Del paisaje
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It's raining, raining hard
A scruffy, lost dog's walking in the dark
My jeans, jacket, sneakers are all soaked
but it is fine - the darkness, the rain
the slow traffic and the cold.
I enjoy it all, the deserted Main is a set
and the rain – the main character I bet,
the one who makes these little creeks on both sides of the street
yellow and black under the yellow street lights,
build up, get bigger, at the corner they meet
then disappear in the thirsty drain shafts
I am just someone who's gone out to see that play,
in a perfect theater for dogs, who've gone astray.
There are just a few cars
which pass me by in a hurry
as if moved by existential worry
A car pierces through the yellow night
with its yellow headlights,
fuzzy in the rain,
passes me by and leave me on my own again...
I am not worried, not in a hurry
I leisurely enjoy
the things as they are,
looking forward to go home,
after a drink in a cozy bar,
feeling little tired and just a little blue.
What is missing, after all, is... you,
but you are nowhere to be found
so I will stroll some time around,
just to capture the mood of the night,
then I'll walk myself home and write it down -
before I get all caught in it and...drown.

© Роско Цолов Todos los derechos reservados

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  • Много силна поезия!
    Тук вече звучи познато: не се затваряш в ритъма на рими и куплети.
    Поздрави.
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