My husband's poetry

Category: rain

  • technicolor haiku

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    chill Autumn rains fall but still eternal Spring blooms unafraid of death 10-12-25

  • Opposites attract

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    Cold air cradles tropical moisture in its arms, drums rain on our roof, lolls us to sleep, while pine cones lose their grip, and fall to ground. I invite you to walk with me between puddles, we will pray for acceptance of cold wet days that glow moss green, again. 10-12-25

  • Rain

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    Morning rain rattles in gutters and drains, washes the street, pushes tired leaves from limbs, resuscitates thirsty moss. Somewhere offshore a hurricane spins, spawns riptides, pulls sand from beaches, keeps disappointed tourists inside. The forecast says the storm will miss us. But other storms more dangerous than this gather out where we can’t see. While…

  • rainy day front porch haiku

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    tires slap wet pavement leaves watch thirsty ground drink rain tree frogs trill thank you 8-14-25

  • umbrella haikus

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    rain in the forecast umbrella skies, muddy shoes and long summer naps summer rain rattles leaves in trees, gutters and drains thunder shakes the sky tree frogs unafraid of heavy rain and lightning celebrate the storm 8-5-25

  • Afternoon rain

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    Afternoon rain I dreamed of uprooted trees drifting like dirigibles across the sky birds fly in and out of leaves. After the rain I walked in the park the moss is bright green only birds and a lone cicada sang. 7-13-25

  • storm haiku

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    remember after the raging storm – the greening comes to the garden 6-2-25

  • haiku for a lazy afternoon

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    Carolina wren warbles – gentle spring shower sizzles on blacktop 5-14-25

  • Rain

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    Friday it rained. Saturday it rained. Sunday it rained. All night it rained and rained and rained and rained some more. The ground is wet. The roads are wet. The pond is high. The river has burst its banks. The forecast is for rain with more rain and continued rain. I’m tired of rain, aren’t…

  • Concerto in the Key of Aqueous

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    gentle rain thunder rolls overhead water laughs in drain pipes liquid syncopated rhythm in trees birds sing hallelujah songs sirens wail in the distance yellow school bus rattles to a stop latchkey children splash home in the rain I sit on our porch waiting for a key signature change 4-24-25