“Pour”
Clouds tumble over,
wind calms, then sudden release,
shower to drench.
Steve D
Clouds tumble over,
wind calms, then sudden release,
shower to drench.
Steve D
June humidity
gives way to pattering rain
and quiet respite.
Steve D
Wood smoke soothes the chill
air weighed by rain not fallen,
a place I once knew.
Steve D
A refreshing breeze
tumbles down the street, bringing
spots of spraying rain.
Steve D
Pouring from the sky,
rain bubbles on the ground, a
tub with a clogged drain.
Steve D
Moisture weighs over,
sqeezing the air like a sponge,
and the showers come.
Steve D
Can I confess something to you guys?
I’m officially Concerned about publishing my book, and it is due to something that is out of my control.
Which I think makes this worse… Continue reading “Friday Publishing-Day: Rainy Days”
The city’s breaths warm
under a sun-dappled sky
before the rains come.
Steve D
Black clouds come — flash, boom!
All of your petty complaints
are drowned in her rage.
Steve D
A grey wall above
as rivers swell in gutters —
Bring an umbrella.
Steve D