
Remember your heart
when you take your mind and storms
for a rainy walk.

Remember your heart
when you take your mind and storms
for a rainy walk.

As I sit out in the rain /
Pondering life all the same /
A pond appeared across the way /
Growing larger and larger throughout the day /
Until the time when night fell /
And I could not tell land from water very well. /
But as the sun rose, I will vouchsafe, /
It’s no fun being in a watery grave.
Filed under 2019, Photo Finish Friday, poetry by author
My ego tumbles /
among autumn rain and mud /
waiting for spring flowers.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Reaching toward the future /
raindrops reflect the present /
while seeds crack the past.
Filed under 2017, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday
Lawnmowers silenced /
Crippled grass cries out for rain: /
alms for the parched Earth.
Filed under 2016, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
It was a cool, rainy day down at Holly’s Corner. Not quite a dark and stormy night, but close enough to encourage you to stop in something to eat and a bit of warmth. I was just about to step inside when a white car eased up tot he corner of Fulton and N. Central. I didn’t like the look of the car and I liked less the look of the person behind the wheel.
Filed under 2015, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday
And now there is rain /
The boom of thunder echoing /
Your name in my heart.
Filed under 2015, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author