My husband's poetry

Category: rain

  • 1950s cold autumn rain

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    black foldover buckles on yellow raincoat wear your hood or you’ll catch a cold black galoshes – tuck in your pants keeps them dry when you splash in puddles take it all off in the cloak room so they dry before noon rush home for lunch and Popeye on TV black foldover buckles…start all over,…

  • Southern rain

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    I am on the front porch, rain is in the yard, family in the house most of them in bed, chickens in their coop trying to stay dry. I don’t know about Georgia but it was a rainy night in Raleigh. I might go back to bed. 10-14-23

  • It looks like rain today

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    It looks like rain today Cloudy, grey, pregnant skies The forecast says rain today I think it’s going to rain today Maybe it will; maybe it won’t But I think it’s going to rain today It feels like rain today Leaves turned up in supplication I believe it’s going to rain today (Randy Newman rocks)…

  • Two haikus for a rainy day

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    even in the rain two squirrels chase each other ’round and ’round a tree I watch from the porch remembering when I’d play unafraid of rain 9-10-23

  • maybe it will rain

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    squirrels are sleeping in robins and cardinals forage in tall grass dew lies thick upon the ground air heavy and warm insects are quiet this morning hawk circles high above distant train wails it’s leaving town but will return 8-10-23

  • Reunion

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    Before the earth rolled over And said good morning to the sun, Rain came and remained until dawn. Later, you stood beside the woods And listened to gravity Call water towards ground And wondered about drops That linger among the leaves And never find rest Before ascending In midday heat To condense and try, again…

  • haiku rain

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    slow rain 3 am nuanced dripping flow of sound siren’s sad refrain 6-8-23

  • Morning

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    Sit quietly above traffic sounds a leaf tumbles to ground yesterday’s rain drips from trees a turtle slowly walks in weeds 5-22-23

  • Morning

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    Sit quietly above traffic sounds a leaf tumbles to ground yesterday’s rain drips from trees a turtle slowly walks in weeds 5-22-23

  • Greening clover

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    Today is the anniversary of my birth; a day when I was innocent and my parents were not yet disappointed. I put on old shoes and a rain suit, grab the umbrella from its place on the porch and walk in the park. Beside the pond I recite the name of God and ask for…