A Narrative

Dancing in the Puddles

It was like a dream, at five am

My shut eyes see the black thickness of the storm roll in
like the blanket tucked tight around me, keeping me warm

Hearing the loud horn of my alarm and the rain outside
I try to come out of my sleepy haze

The rain pours down, creating longer shadows
than those already present in the early morning glow

Outside I see light dance in the streets
Greens and yellows join hands to splash in the puddles

Venturing out in the thundering downpour
I race to the car, getting hit with buckets of water on my way

The car veers down a hill and around a tight corner,
tires scarcely clinging to the slick pavement

Under a bridge more lights dance
Reds and blues swirl in reflections of the fading night

There is a car on its side, swells of water lapping at it
As if the waters had never tasted human sorrow

Waiting to wake from this dream, reality slowly comes back to me

And as we leave the tunnel I watch the orange light
dancing in the puddles


Dream's Perspective-

The night carries on as normal
Floating images caress you as you drift with me

Booms and cracks from outside
Threaten to take you away from me

You hate leaving me and so when you wake
You can’t fully let go

And I hold on tight to your haze
Promising not to give up this fight

The dark rain outside your window helps me
Creating shadows in the early morning glow

You see splashing lights on the slick street
And think you are still with me

Images you see are twisted
Caught in my web, guiding away from reality

You can’t tell if what you are seeing is real
Or a dream

I have won


Light's Perspective-

Finally it was the perfect night
The rain was thundering down, enough to fill the ocean
We wait constantly for nights like this
Nights where we can leak out from our lamps
Spilling into the streets
We dance
Gliding across the slick streets
Joining hands in a celebration of light
But the rain also brings sadness
A car on its side allows more of us to creep out of hiding
Reds and blues join with the greens and yellows
Sliding and gliding and dancing in the street