Science and Science Fiction poetry: The Shape of Rain

I am a rain drop.

Imagine raindrops
you see tears
but clouds do not cry.
Over England they excrete
ice crystals that melt
drop and tumble
balling, falling.
Surface tension
marries colliding drops
yet divorce is common.
Plummeting, flattening
rain discs hit the London pavement
lose their identity
in puddles and pools.

Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond

The Shape of Rain was first published at  https://fourthandsycamore.wordpress.com/2018/07/05/the-poetry-of-kim-whysall-hammond/

Mondays are Science and SF Mondays! A poem each week which either has a science theme or is Science Fiction…..

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