Love it. Timely too.
Her Striking Token eyes
Bursting cloud ~ breaking ground
like a bomb that has been falling
Over a beseiged Pollen Nation.
This time yesterday morning it was raining which is not uncommon but it's a season long "mind mist" that blurs day and night together.
This looked different: a sideways-in-the-wind kind of downpour so I opened the window to get a feel for it. No sharp chill! It was almost balmy. That's it! My first call from spring. She's coming over!
Thank you for your beautiful poem!
Although its mild here for the time of the year, I think we still have to wait a bit for spring. But I'm longing for it already and can almost feel that rain you describe.