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Monday, April 28, 2014

mourning rain


photo by PSC / 2012

mourning rain

he wakes in morning to the rain
tapping on roof tiles
closes his eyes
to better attend to the sound, a
syncopated lilt, in sync
with the wind’s
rhythm
recalling her laughter; he
slips out of bed, strides to the slider,
opens the door and
steps outside
closing his eyes
to savor the mellow petrichor –
smooth intermingled spring scents, a perfume
reminiscent of her own sweet essence;
he stands silent in the soaking rain
eyes closed
steeped in mourning

PSC/2014-Apr


Written for 2014 April PAD Challenge:  Day 26 – A water poem:

 

Saturday, April 26, 2014

uncouple




uncouple



by and by

she just got fed up,

overfilled, let it spill –     

 she was mired, tired

of waiting for him

to step up, show up, grow up;

he’d poured so many

years into beers

her love had lapsed.

so she (unendurably riled)

over him (routinely reviled)

finally threw in the towel

and filed.

PSC/2014-Apr



ALSO Written for 2014 April PAD Challenge:  Day 25 – A last straw poem:


 



The Camel’s Back

photos by PSC / 2014


The Camel’s Back

Right about the time the camel’s back is due to break,
when gardeners’ hands are itching for a shovel or a rake,
you’re sure to be a lunatic if you see one more flake
then winter drops another foot of snow!

You don’t think you can make it through another frigid day.
Yearning for some blue sky (you’re so sick of all that gray)
you’ve not the slightest interest what the weatherman might say.
You’re ready to just pack your bags and go.

Then suddenly one morning, appearing without warning:
(it makes you wonder just how they could know
exactly when you need them most to show)
a robin – handsome fellow,
forsythia – bright yellow!

This camel’s safe it would appear…
that is, at least, for one more year.

PSC/2014-Apr


Written for 2014 April PAD Challenge:  Day 25 – A last straw poem: