rain, rain, blasted rain
how I mourn the loss
of September’s charm
welcome, indeed
sunshine, at last
warm reprieve
from one very wet
10-day forecast
inconceivable @ 4 a.m.
whose appendages are these
atop the keys of my laptop —
gnarled, veiny knuckles
fingers, each back-of-hand dorsum?
sitting poised to transfer brain’s activity
to an illuminated sheet of paper,
I can’t help but question how decrepit and old
this body of mine has somehow become.
black cloud on an already gloomy day
like lightning, harsh words fly out of your mouth
uncomprehending, I find myself in a dark tunnel,
a vacuum, utterly unclear as to what has just transpired
revelation on a Sunday morning
more than I’d ever understood before,
self-respect comes before anything else
*
it simply has to
apropos
wet September,
grasses and trees adore you
I did as well — at first
now, I keenly await
the cool crisp of autumn,
winter’s hungry maw,
a grateful distant spring
Rant ~
Anyone else annoyed and/or disgusted by CNN and, more recently, MS NOW requiring paid subscriptions to open and read any of their headlined articles?!?! I’ve been a loyal CNN website reader for years, and it irks me no end that I now have to pay to read their articles. Up until a short time ago, I was gratified that at least MS NOW was available. Nope. Now they’re charging as well. Argh!!!
mildly obsessing
the dampened quiet
an overcast sky
we fret, we implore
will more rain
continue to fall?
sympaticos
what color do I paint the rain
as it slides down a pane of glass?
how do I corral the wind
as it nestles in the boughs of a sycamore?
where do I unload the burdens
never asked or paid for?
why does the dark-eyed junco,
pecking scattered seeds on the ground,
forever make me smile?
our AI unease
a garden of roses, bereft of bloom
a smiling face, bereft of warmth
a broken heart, bereft of hope
a broken world, bereft of kindness
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