spring shatters in a purple sky
pouring through open windows
sound rattles glass panes
enough to scare a little bird
flying blind in the dark
he settles on a cold front
turns his back to summer
squints his eyes on mine
an attempt to sleep upon
my chilled shoulder
I press my cheek to the screen
suddenly the sky is falling on me
when I realize I’m bleeding
I rhythm along with the rain
and pour pour pour
The summer solstice occurred about a month ago and now we’re in the thick of the season. I want to make sure I post this poem before I forget! Also, please excuse my poor Mandarin Chinese calligraphy in the sketchbook spread… I am slowly attempting to learn the language/dialect. Writing characters helps me as a visual learner.
Ren S.K. Studio 