Clifton In The Rain

The rain came down like beads

Bouncing on the noses of the

People from the train

A flock of salty ears

Sparkled in the traffic lights

Feet squelched soggy leaves across the grain

I took my love to

Clifton in the rain

And all along the way

Wanderers in overcoats with

Collars on parade

And steaming in the night

The listeners in the

Troubadour

Guitar player weaves a willow strain

I took my love to

Clifton in the rain

Jacqueline

Bisset I saw your movie

Wondered if you really felt that way

Do you ever fear

The images of

Hollywood?

Have you felt a shadow of its pain?

I thought of you in

Clifton in the rain