Cacophony at my tail

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‘In the Rain’ by Franz Marc, 1912: German artist, 1880-1916

A jungle of cacophony is at my tail,

Slanting rain and hot shards pursue me,

Droplets splinter and slide down my coat.

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I shiver memories of jaded desires,

Anger, regret and faded battles,

Deep sorrow and loneliness grip my throat.

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Though discord rises I move forward,

Inhaling the mist, my tail held high,

Treading onward, motion holds me afloat.

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And sonorous bird song charms my ears,

Warm cedar scents tickle my nostrils,

Night breezes paint clouds with rosy notes.

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On four gentle paws I tread the earth softly,

A jungle of cacophony at my tail.

In response to Jane Dougherty Poetry Challenge #41: In the Rain.

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