
the rain falls gently
garish lights raging above
a moment of peace
A Seattleite born in Rhode Island | Pronouns: He/Him

the rain falls gently
garish lights raging above
a moment of peace
raindrops define me
their mumbled movement downwards
the earth’s gratitude


as night moves
the graceful neon dreams
rain falls

Standing in the rain
The city has not woken
With my feet moving

With summer’s end here
And the rain’s song calming me
I now seen brown leaves
The past few days have truly felt like autumn. Rainfall, in particular, reinforces that for me. I hold many cold and soggy memories, for that is the lot of Seattle folk.

As autumn flows in
Rain and lightening descending
I’ll remain indoors

In this morning’s rain
I remember these flowers
From yesterday’s sun

Rain falls gracefully
Flowers forgot the sunlight
This moment passes