November #13

november is all about rain.
it never snows, it never shines,
but it rains constantly.
there are songs written about it,
and everyone knows the truth.
no matter what friendly facade november tries to give,
it will only rain,
in dark gray dismal days
with mounds of clouds piled like threatening ships
launching on their mission
to drown the world.

March #7

Rain

It washes us clean
and removes
those specks of dirt that insist on
clinging
to the hard cold surface of the world.

The heavens open up
and tears storm down upon us all
flooding areas already touched
by previous outbursts.
We are poured upon.

This miracle of nature
this explosion of emotion
releases something in all of us
some emotion, some feeling,
some memory.

Do you remember all those times
in the rain?