I needed some kind of seeking vision
to compete with the power
of your naked shadow castaway
forgotten mementos, Arctic waters
our time as a sinking ship
your picture on the wall
the small spaces between the falling rain
came together to form your smile today
since then and ever after
on every overcast glorious grey day
there is a reason to rejoice
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Pretty! I love the idea of "small spaces between the falling rain." It's very haiku-like. I bet if you actually got to go in between things, you would be in another world.
Thanks very much CY! I've always been a fan of rainy days..not 15 consecutive ones but I certainly wouldn't mind a week straight... especially where I live now. Those days are seldom and I find myself missing the Autumn and Winter months from where I grew up more and more.. Ah well, it gives me something to write about anyway....
Yes, the land of sweaters and scarves and crisp autumn days. I would miss it, too.
I can't remember the last time I even wore a sweater. I had a really oversized black thing that made me look like a bear from a distance that I considered to be my uniform for winters back in the old country...
I'd love to have a tin cup of hot cider.
drinking it under changing leaves maybe sitting on a haystack in front of some old reddish barn..
I hate summer
I can smell the cider and the hay have here in my grey cubicle. The day is cold on my face, but my hands are warm from the cup.
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