Rain Keeps the Ledger
Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.
All night the rain keeps the ledger,
counting each roof tile twice,
tapping the gutter for answers,
underlining the dark.
By morning, every window
has signed its name in silver.
The street holds its breath
beneath a coat of glass.
I step outside owing nothing,
yet the wet trees shake their pages
and charge me one bright silence
for everything I missed.
62 words · 12 lines · Free Verse