the rain overflows the gutter
a waterfall cascading
to the flowerbed
by the cold fireplace
i hear drops pelting
the chimney
wonder why a flood of soot
and nests and bones
doesn’t wash down
a cartoon tsunami
but the chair is warm
and there is peace
in the rain
a sleep-inducing rhythm
a gentle melancholy
that closes your eyes
but promises to open them
Words and Feathers 
Yes. I love listening to the rain and I love reading your poetry. !!!
Thank you so much! I was is in a mood for stillness today and the rain complied.
I like this one very much. I can imagine the scene–very November, but comfortable inside despite the rain and dreariness outside.
Thanks!
but the chair is warm
and there is peace
in the rain
a sleep-inducing rhythm
a gentle melancholy
that closes your eyes
but promises to open them
Simply stunning. Mmm. I’ll just sit here in your chair and listen to your words some more…
❤️