Thursday, February 9, 2012


When shall we three meet again
– Shakespeare



Rain

Campari effect subsided

Awoke…
Precipitation clamorous
Music of the rain
Tinkling notes

Striking odd elements

An enamel shade
The iron garden table
A tin bucket

Gravel drive

Fieldstone walk
Concrete statuary
Copper roof

Stove pipe

Slate patio
Potted arboretums
Grassy green

Firewood

Indian trail
Flowing gutters
Trees laid bare

Babbling brook

No longer audible
Rain’s orchestration
A tick on old glass

With Buddha

Ore the left shoulder
Draped in multiple
Colored Christmas lights

The rain sings

An elaborate song
Making way
To aquifer and brook
Buddha smiles wanly

Chords chime

The song sings
Making time
The rain wings

From the bed

All fluff with pillow
Under shed
Beyond willow

The song of rain

Will entertain
The mind the soul
And earth

Each melody

For her for me
All and free
Cacophony



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