聽聽那冷雨

聽聽,那冷雨。

 

看看,那冷雨。

 

嗅嗅聞聞,那冷雨,舔舔吧那冷雨。……

 

雨是女性,應該最富於感性。

 

雨氣空而迷幻,細細嗅嗅,清清爽爽新新,有一點點薄荷的香味,濃的時候,竟發出草和樹沐發後特有的淡淡土腥氣,

 

也許那竟是蚯蚓蝸牛的腥氣吧,畢竟是驚蟄了啊。

 

也許地上的地下的生命

 

也許古中國層層疊疊的記憶皆蠢蠢而蠕,

 

也許是植物的潛意識和夢吧,那腥氣。

余光中

 

兩星期前,

我迎著秋天的柔柔細雨
傾聽那一陣又一陣的西風

今天,
擋不住的十一月陽光

乾燥燒焦烤灸的刺痛

        在時間與時間之間的階梯
       
喘息來不及自首就被忙碌鎮壓下去

 

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One Response to 聽聽那冷雨

  1. Yvonne says:

    Inspirational! I like it! I wrote something about rain too. haha! I am such a horrible poet!

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