Dancing Naked in the Rain
by Ralph Esposito
I danced in the rain the other night,
naked. Soft droplets cuddled my skin.
Perhaps I looked foolish, a childish sight,
reminiscent of a sixties love-in.
Aberration, disorder, or mental disease?
Freedom, fulfillment, journey or quest?
All of the above could fit me with ease.
Others will judge; they always know best.
I abandoned convention, not knowing why.
Was it some shadow setting me free?
There arose a command not to be shy,
to live instead with integrity.
What works in my life, others may scorn.
They'll decide standards, edicts, decree,
being stable and wise, normal, true-born.
If I live by their creed, then what of me?
15.12.02
I HATE RAIN
"Rain, rain go away,
please come back some other day.
Rain, rain go away,
I want to come out and play."
-- a Nursery Rhyme
The last few weeks has had a depressing, bone-drenching, emotion-numbing, spirit-crushing amount of rain. Dark skies, hardly any sun, and the worst thing is that most of the time, the sun will shine as bright as anything in the morning, only to have the weather totally turn to absolute shit by lunchtime.
False hope is the worst, after all.
Only good thing so far is that the weather on the weekends have been quite fair by comparison. For the last two weekends the sun was shining all the way from Saturday morning till Sunday night. This weekend though, although the sun still shines, but there's always dark clouds hanging over the horizon, and there's the occasional half-hearted light rain.
*sigh*
Dammit. I really need to start getting a decent amount of sun before I get totally depressed.
That's why -- for now at least -- I hate rain.
With a vengeance.
please come back some other day.
Rain, rain go away,
I want to come out and play."
-- a Nursery Rhyme
The last few weeks has had a depressing, bone-drenching, emotion-numbing, spirit-crushing amount of rain. Dark skies, hardly any sun, and the worst thing is that most of the time, the sun will shine as bright as anything in the morning, only to have the weather totally turn to absolute shit by lunchtime.
False hope is the worst, after all.
Only good thing so far is that the weather on the weekends have been quite fair by comparison. For the last two weekends the sun was shining all the way from Saturday morning till Sunday night. This weekend though, although the sun still shines, but there's always dark clouds hanging over the horizon, and there's the occasional half-hearted light rain.
*sigh*
Dammit. I really need to start getting a decent amount of sun before I get totally depressed.
That's why -- for now at least -- I hate rain.
With a vengeance.
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