There is a misty sky above br below silence exists br but for the rhythmic ker-plop br of the water beads br hitting the ground br br They hang onto br bare branches br waiting park benches br eaves of br darkened buildings br br Sated, swollen, fat br they start their br downward journey br each with a dream br each, if you listen, br with its own sound br br Ker-plop, ker-plink br ker-plunk, ker-splat br alternating contact and br found objects echoing br creating tonal variations br where only silence exists br br Symphonic instruments br supplied by nature's bounty br unheard by the sleeping masses br the streetlights br standing at attention br the only witnessesbr br CAROL HUGHESbr br