June Poem by BRANDEN B. BRANDEN

Folded blossoms,
Rain soaked lilies
That float down
On the pavement
With my footsteps
Over them

The drops are falling
And slanting rain,
Cold silver specks
Splash the lilies-
And my dreary black
Silhouette-

-has faded back
Amongst gray winds
And sparkling trickles.
A hollow shell
Against which
Traveling choruses clap

But up, when looking,
Next to the
Billowy forms, through
Gold and brilliant
Shining beams
Are the form's silver linings