reflejos de terraza

poetry - by Brian Clark

i drank some beer, a pilsner

i drank some tea, a darjeeling/cacao concoction

i smoked a cigar that was made in Nicaragua

i listened to the cool rain fall on the street and rooftop

eyeing the silhouetted conifers

the misty hills looming

knowing the snowy mountain lay beyond, shrouded

i felt a lightness/effervescence travel cephalad

from my skull base to forehead

classical music resting under my chair

protected from the rain

all the while, letting my mind wander

between and among my pressured thoughts

i enjoyed the stillness

took comfort in the dampness

not caring as the rain wet my feet