somewhere
someone wears a single glove
having left its mate
wet and alone
on the sidewalk
hopefully
that bare hand is entwined
in another
for warmth
Tag: rain
Poem 20160106
this rain has not watered
the garden of my vocabulary
the opposite
it has dried up my word-hoard
left my tongue and spirit withered
and filled my cheeks with dust
Poem 20160105b
the smell of rain
is the smell of everything
ground into the earth
into the pavement
the asphalt
rising back up to heaven
the odor of ghosts
phantom deeds
and ethereal desires
to walk in the rain
is to be haunted
by what falls
and what rises
Poem 20151222
the water trickled under the fence
at first
carving out a channel
through freshly laid earth
swelling
rising over the edge
of the sidewalk
carrying soil
over the curb
a dirty waterfall
washing down the street
to puddle and waste
the water carried the earth
as the water always carries the earth
eroding it
and making new canyons
the dry riverbed
in sedona
rusty red from being submerged
millions of years ago
now hot and dusty
and waiting for rain
to carry boulders the size of jeeps
over cliffs
dirty waterfalls
earth carried
in the invisible hands
of water
Poem 20151213
in the dark–lamplit,
like dust mites in window light
the rain falls, a mist
Poem 20151124
there are gray clouds
of a stormy nature
and they loom
above the horizon
proudly displaying a gap
between heaven and earth
all about separation
things not coming together
division is the natural
order…
the firmament above
from the firmament below
except…
when the rain falls
Poem 20150915
thick like the breath
of old men
the rain hangs around
long after it falls
a miasma in this heat
that gloms onto the clothes
and skin
kids begging for ice cream money
while the truck drives slowly
turkey in the straw
clawing at the brain
the end of summer storm
should have just kept raining
until all the water ran out
Poem 20150719
the air
squeezes you like a hug
in these eighty-plus degrees
and the rain
cold in the heat
isn’t cold enough
to keep you from sweating
the dog
doesn’t seem
to mind walking
and you trudge along
behind to make him happy
because he’s old
Poem 20150514
the rain sparkled
as it fell
lights dripping
out of the sky
miniature stars
and short-lived suns
that flashed
and were gone
before hitting the earth
the grass
the asphalt
Lyrics 20150330
Is this a dream that’s spinning,
Twisting, running through my head?
A dream of you where I can’t make out
Anything you’ve said?
I follow you from room to room
Through silent moonlit halls,
Out one final courtyard door
Where rain just falls and falls.
I look across the garden
And see you standing in the weeds
Water rushes down between our legs
As if we both were reeds
Bent beneath the shower’s weight,
Buoyed by the stream.
Your mouth is moving silently
In this dream within a dream.
I reach out to take you
And hold you to my chest
And press you up against my skin
Until there’s nothing of you left.
I feel you pounding in my ribs
And throbbing in my blood.
I hear you singing in my ears at last
As I surrender to the flood.
Words and Feathers 