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indi Poetry

nimbus

nimbus

 

looks like it’s going to rain you say

nimbus grows dense between the spaces

between the cells and rills and dales

and planes and membranes

 

within in between and in places

unseen

where i am not countable

measurable comprehensible

not skin nor bone nor sinew

nor muscle nor node nor synapse

in those places not yet named

where I am…

 

you know

 

me?

 

dark black sometimes grey

whorls of water in array

silently gathering

filling up the spaces

that have no name

 

yes, I think you’re right

 

it will

 

rain.

 

this poem was walking around inside me for  a week and more. choking me really… i couldn’t find the words but the feelings were there, then i read rhea’s piece on friendship and poetry and it all started to come.

 

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  • rhea sinha
    April 17, 2015 at 9:45 am

    beautiful Indi di.. I enjoy reading you free flowing poetry.. and in effect I now feel like writing about the rain.. when I meet you I insist you take me on walks such as this.

  • indrani robbins
    April 17, 2015 at 10:22 am

    hi rhea, i am glad that tumble of words means something to you… i just write. that walk was along the greens by picadilly street last october. i sat on a bench and had a sandwich for lunch, looking at the trees. we shall walk, we shall write.