blue sky downpour

luke bateman

On the uncanny beauty of rainfall from cloudless, sunny skies.

Clouds, away on holiday, send raindrops
Like postcards: capsules of sun-glimmer.
I am struck by the clarity of the window frames
An outside world as tangible as a photograph.
The pitter patter of a slapdash sun dance.
Oh, what joy it is to be real.

Luke Bateman is a 20 year old poet and historian from Lancashire, UK. When not exploring the strange and beautiful worlds of the past, he dreams up his own in poetry that has featured in Green Ink Poetry, CP Quarterly and the Minison Project amongst others. Links can be found at linktr.ee/lukebateman

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