Rivulets
By Stacks Poets
Published 1 January 2021
by Melinda Ham
Rivulets of rain
Run down my window pane
Like a beaded curtain
We escape outside
But still we try to hide
Inside our tortoise shells
Timidly we blush
As our umbrellas brush
We embrace and depart
He left without a trace
Now he’s just another face
In my beaded curtain
written in response to exercise 25