Hard Rain

A poem with a rather different feel though it still fits into the "limite surréaliste" framework.





Hard Rain  -  09 Dec 13

Hard rain shatters the night
Wakes the sleeping dreams
Drags the mind into a new form
Opens the way into the formless dark

Sleeping through it the rain drops into
The dream from an empty night
Giving shape to unnamed dream
Waiting in the shadows





Wondering when I shall eventually drop the "limite" from "limite surréaliste" and how things will change because of it.