I am the cat
at the foot of the screen door
inhaling fresh rainfall
and listening to the drips
falling off the rooftops
the grey in the clouds
makes my whiskers twitch
I see bright colour breaking through
as they separate from one another
my human walks over my tail
I feel her robe brush my fur
She stands by me and looks too
In due time the rainbow is bound to peek
it is her least favourite part
after the rain departs from us and goes back to the sea
She says she loves the storm
the jagged cracks that light the night
and the booming from only God knows where
She reaches down and scratches my head
now I know why I was named after them
JMLT
