Singing In The Rain – Dress Rehearsal (Bargain Basement Haiku) Postcard Poetry 2015

The air is ripe with the saturated promise of rain.

I can tell this is no

maybe,

possible chance,

percentage

sort of shower.

No.

The hairs on the back of my neck stand ready like lightning rods.

Tonight there will be torrents, fireworks, and percussion.

Time to lace up my tap shoes and ask Gene Kelly to dance.

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