This city is raining

< Elena Daragan-Suschova
Moscow

This city is raining.
Trees stripped,
Without foliage faded under a gray canopy.
And flying down the road a piece of paper
News and articles - nobody's interests.
This morning the city - not the morning, the evening!
I look longingly ...
I
birds on branches Why reminded fragile Uzbeks?
A neighbor - Cormorant rare breed.
Sorry,
I just miss you again,
How tired clown at the main arena.
Your cup is half-full with tea,
I finish my ...
your spoon doem jam.

Attempt at writing poems