Forecast?

Suit in the corner,
 Tie loosened off some,
 Folding his papers,
 Turns around, announces:
“Looks like it’s
 Going to rain.”
Sole-thin
 Cowboy boots,
 Balanced on the
 Edge of a bar-stool
 Looks into his
 Amber glass.
“Ain’t likely
 This time o’ year.”
Slow, drink-studied drawl.
 Seen-better blonde,
 Behind the counter,
 Been wipin’ the same
 Shot-glass for thirty minutes
 Is thinking -but quietly –
“In my neighbourhood, boys,
 It’s been raining for years.”

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8 thoughts on “Forecast?

  1. Maria D'Aleo says:

    …is it the neighbourhood of her soul?

  2. wisejourney says:

    Just heard my first thunder crack…..childlike excitement !

  3. beeseeker says:

    … although, of course, thinking about it: it is entirely possible I have been each and every one of them 😉

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