By Victoria Crawford

Small rain,

I dreaming hear,

falls on the metal roof

in the deepest of morning hours,

raindrops

slip down,

each one a chime

that peals on roof edge

and sinks into garden whispers:

soon, soon.

California poet, Victoria Crawford currently lives and writes in Chiang Mai, Thailand often writing about the country’s ecology and nature.  Her poems have appeared in places such as Postcard Poems and Prose, Hawaii Pacific Review, Canary, Windfall and some anthologies.  

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