9:00 to 9:28 pm, awaiting a storm

Discussion in 'Random Thoughts' started by kitty fabulous, May 20, 2004.

  1. kitty fabulous

    kitty fabulous smoked tofu

    the sky has faded from lavender to indigo, and a cool city breeze sighs through the branches of the big maple across the street. the branches wave and stretch, as if shaking off slumber. i can see the gleam of three street lamps, like stars on bended stems. if i close my eyes i can tell myself the sound of the traffic is the breaking of distant waves. few people are out tonight, although their are cars. usually by this time i can hear the noise and music and laughter from the bar across the street. it's raining, and the pavement gleams like satin ribbon stretching towards the near-empty center of town.

    the rain is picking up now, the first plump, juicy drops throwing themselves like flame-seeking moths against my window screen. i hear voices outside the bar, and another car passes - the city air is warm and humid, the night is holding its breath, in anticipation of something...

    the sky, she shouts, suddenly and without warning, not a rumble of anger or fear or a cry of pain, but a suddent outburst of ironic joy. she blushes with a sudden flash of lightning, then, without appology, cries out again.

    i am waiting for more rain, a euphoric cloudburst, to form great puddles and cause my son's sidewalk drawings to run together, to wash away the streaks of smudged lamplight in a downpour of ecstatic tears and flashing laughter.

    but it doesn't come. the rain slows, perhaps even stops. no wonder she blushes, the sky is being coy now, teasing the city streets with the promise of refreshment. perhaps there will be no storm tonight, the city air was waiting for nothing.

    for a moment it is i who wants to cry and shout. i want to go walking in that downpour, to let the cooling breeze tug at my dreads, feel my bare feet splashing through chalky puddles on the sidewalk below. but the warm humid air makes promises it has no intention of keeping and the insistant pawing of little hands seeking milk stifles that desire. there will be no storm. time to nurse the little one, and put her to bed. no storm tonight.

    perhaps tomorrow...
     
  2. Pressed_Rat

    Pressed_Rat Do you even lift, bruh?

    The rain was coming down in buckets here on the northwest side. For a while the sky turned a really funky color, too. It was werid. There wasn't all that much thunder and lightning, but the rain was freakin' intense for about 15-20 minutes. I was in the car when this happened. The visiblity was terrible.
     
  3. kitty fabulous

    kitty fabulous smoked tofu

    over here near downtown we only got about a minute of real rain, but it's been spittin' at us on and off all day. i was really hoping for a real thunderstorm. i need a real thunderstorm. i might take a brisk midnight walk anyway. i wish there was a place around here for coffee that was open later than 11, besides dunkin' donuts.

    check your email. still carless? you doin' anything tomorrow? i may be able to get that mead to you if dave's not busy.
     
  4. Willy_Wonka_27

    Willy_Wonka_27 Surrender to the Flow

    ugh...i ushly love the rain...but its not stoping...its like frickin noahs ark over here
     
  5. kitty fabulous

    kitty fabulous smoked tofu

    the herbalist at my food co-op says he thinks the reason why i've found so many 4-leaf clovers this year is because between the heat and the rain, everything's been growing like crazy. he says he's never seen growth like this this time of year, everything's so lush. our first pick-up for our CSA share is sunday; it should be a good harvest. it's usually just greens this time of year, but i bet they'll be a lot of them! i'm planning on going hiking saturday, if it doesn't rain more. the woods should be beautiful...but probably full of bugs!
     
  6. Tipo Sensuale

    Tipo Sensuale Senior Member

    Did the storm arrive on time?
     
  7. madcrappie

    madcrappie crazy fish

    it must be those damn chemtrails!
     
  8. TheGanjaKing

    TheGanjaKing Member

    do you think she even remembers what storm this was?
     
  9. Pressed_Rat

    Pressed_Rat Do you even lift, bruh?

    This thread is over two years old, people!
     
  10. Tipo Sensuale

    Tipo Sensuale Senior Member

    Two years old, but written so intensely. Would it be something remembered intensely, or would it be forgotten?
     
  11. indian~summer

    indian~summer yo ho & a bottle of yum

    i agree it was beautifully written :)
     
  12. Lodui

    Lodui One Man Orgy

  13. kitty fabulous

    kitty fabulous smoked tofu

    Jeezuz! Who dug up this old corpse?

    I actually do remember the storm, although it never arrived. Well, not the meteorological storm; my marriage did disolve, I broke free and left, as I was anticipating watching the skies that night. I'm still sort of homeless actually, although I'm back in Rochester, dammit.

    Christ, I'd forgotten I'd written this thing!
     
  14. Tipo Sensuale

    Tipo Sensuale Senior Member

    See the storm broke and washed you clean intensely.
     
  15. kitty fabulous

    kitty fabulous smoked tofu

    Well, I don't think it's over yet. The storm, that is. What a long strange trip it's been. I'm more-or-less homeless now, and Rochester I feel is getting ready to eject me again.

    It's the journey, not the destination.

    Damn, man, why'd you haul this old stiff out of the morgue?
     
  16. Tipo Sensuale

    Tipo Sensuale Senior Member

    I have no idea why.

    Sometimes its good to look at the map whilst you're halfway there and remind yourself why you started the journey.

    I hope the housing situation turns out good for you.
     
  17. kitty fabulous

    kitty fabulous smoked tofu

    Well, it's a learning experience.
     
  18. hippychickmommy

    hippychickmommy Sugar and Spice

    Very poetically and beautifully written kitty. You definitely have a way with words.
     
  19. nimh

    nimh ~foodie~

    is it wrong that i'm jealous of the idea of walking around at midnight in a thunderstorm. we dont really get them here.

    ps, deus ex machinus, hope it all works out well for you kitty
     

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