A Poem A Day

Rain

There is the rain outside
and the rain you run through to get inside.
Cold rain you have to stand under umbrellas in
and warm rain that soaks you, makes you beautiful or funny or both.
There is the drizzle,
the driving,
the sopping,
the pelting,
the rain you walk around in because you ‘re crying and you can't go home yet…
or the rain you dance around in
because you are so happy…

There is the rain in movies,
redundantly black and white.

There is sometimes rain in the desert, (you've heard)
that melts the ground hard as cement
and causes it to give up flowers
in an sudden explosion
of colour
and life.

There is rain that does not stop.
Pictures of people on top of their houses
holding signs that say “HELP!” on your television
and you don’t know what to tell your children;
When you were a child
you believed
the story of Noah’s Ark
and how the animals were saved two by two
but you don't anymore.

There is the rain that threatens to ruin a wedding.
There is the rain that cancels your plans for the weekend.

There is the first rain on your first night away from your family.
There is the last rain you watch through a hospital window.

And there is the rain under a streetlamp.
The way the droplets catch the light it seems the rain is falling up..

But it's only rain.

today Young Son, Formerly Homeless and lovely Rachel, Daughter and Son-in-law are coming for dinner.

As it happens Y.S. and F.H. are having birthdays next week so we are going to have a bit of a birthday celebration.

I have made Game of Thrones pot holders for Y.S. and F.H. That is how crazy I am.


How crazy are you? What is the thing that you do that you imagine most people would think is if not crazy just weird or lame?

A Poem A Day

I saw the moon rising above the trees
in the middle of the day
I always find I think of you
when it comes up that way.

I know there are a lot of things I should have done
and things I could not say.
A million interruptions, mistakes and fears;
Sometimes I lost my way.

But it doesn't mean I never stop
to see just who you are,
to feel the pride of loving you
even though we are apart.

So when I saw the moon today
I came and wrote this poem.
You are always closest to my heart,
even though I'm far from home.

A bit of a cowboy song, but I wrote it when it came fully formed in my head...perhaps I was a cowboy in a previous life or something.