These times
Jackhammer & pow’r tool sounds
Rattl’ing windows
Prayer flags far too still
Birds just took their leave
Late morning already
And me not yet dressed for the day
Make me wonder
Are we getting any rain
Tag Archives: Rain
Lofty
I remember temperatures
Made me rise to you
Every opportunity
I leaned in to melt
Never swept the sun away
I bid it come closer
That I would rain down
Begged it then to burn me
Condense and then confine me
Maybe we were clouded
But I couldn’t care
I wanted to be near you
In your lofty air
Blossom: A Haiku
I’ll arrive on rain
That I’ll sooner quench your pain
As a love letter
Ante Meridiem Musings
How dare I contrast
Confuse
Or compare
The gorgeous rhythm of rain
Upon this corner of the world
Stirring my morningtimes now
With predawn’s blessed birdsong
Celebrating a coming sun
Inspiring my risings back then
Have they not both awakened me
Gloriously
Miraculously
Artifact
Keep Fallin’
I am ashamed at myself
For truck headlights I’ve studied from the front porch swing
That turned-tail and ran
For flowers I’ve cultivated from the heart for us
That went wholly uncherished
Heavy rains pour down
These dancing feet now dampened
I am ashamed at you
High: A Haiku
A warm rain afire
and a single note wafting
be my mountain high.
Order of Operation
Subtraction
We close our eyes alone each night
Takeaway
It’s always, always, freezing rain
The difference
The wintry side of the moon, it seems
Inner, last
What did we expect? There are rules
Ruin
Fitful sleep
A desperate kind
Days walking drenched
Evidencing innocense
I, asking Why
You, lifelong rain
The Drop
The drop
Atop the chim-chimney, in evening’s early hours
Slow, slowly down rock, round midnight
Absorbed then disbursed by the skin of the roof before dawn
Why, oh why, can gutters steal you by sunrise
The fall
