现代诗 秋分的雨

随云

<p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b style="font-size:22px;">秋分的雨</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b style="font-size:18px;">随云</b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">雨又绵密飘落,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">如那年般执着,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">打湿窗台,也打湿</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">我握不住伞柄的瘦弱。</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">瞧,这雨丝似</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">飞雪寺石阶的脉络,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">每级都藏着潮涩,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">你说青苔湿滑,让我靠里侧——</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">那时,我还能稳扶你肩,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">听雨敲寺檐,似轻叩</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">那不愿疾走的时光。</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">后来,雨又追至双门峡,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">观景台上,风卷雨纱,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">你往我怀中轻缩,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">说山尖的云在啜泣</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">我未言语,只将外套紧拉,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">意图兜住,那即将消散的暖华。</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;"></span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">秋分的雨,飘逸又洒脱,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">我静坐阳台,细数</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">玻璃上蜿蜒的水画,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">如数未说出口的牵挂。</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">它们比雨漫长,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">从飞雪寺的檐牙,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">到双门峡的风沙,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">最后都落进</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">我颤抖的指夹,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">一滴,又一滴,</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">分不清是雨,还是</span></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:20px;">婆娑之眼滚落的星花。</span></p>