Upon my couch

Fighting this illness
Wheezing more than I can stand
Rainfall comforts me

This winter’s day

Manic busyness
Sunlight slowly reclaims days.
January rains

Autumn Rains

Autumn rains have come
Mists flowing through firs and cedar
Moisture in motion

This rainy Friday morning

And now it’s morning
Awakened and seeing rain
Feeling very grateful

Wednesday Rains

Listen to raindrops
Rattling rooftops gently
Soon forging rivers

Misty Motion

Mists flowing through trees
Compelled by wind’s urging.
Rivulets descend the glass
Warping these trees I view.
Refraction’s coloration divine.
Sunlight glitters upon them,
Moments flickering through
Greyness, cloudy murk
Defines my land. White
Farmhouse upon the hill
Calls to me, wondering
Where I’ve journeyed, the
Familiar seeps into my
Bones. Salvation.

November’s Grace

Glancing upwards now,
A graying sky calming me.
Rain speckles my lens.