perfect, the rain day falling
over flint and cast as steel
coffee steam rising and
a wish of your here
— and knowing your why
whisper water on pavement
hush, don’t wake up the us
slumber undercover and
d r i f t o f f —
drift off
12 responses to “drift off”
We’re expecting rain tomorrow. This poem will be perfect for then.
We have some of it here 🙂
I’m always putting pressure on myself to be doing something. Rainy days are a perfect reason to just stay home and read a book.
A very evocative piece, Michael. Sometimes rain can bring a sense of calm reflection…and sometimes just melancholy!
Perhaps both in the same breath.
Yes, I tend to agree.
Really love this, so dreamy. Man, I hope it rains here soon.
Here’s to hoping both of us get some. It’s been terribly dry here as well.
Oh I love this, so cozy and dreamy
Thank you Jennifer. 💙
That is delightful.
Thank you, Ted 🙏
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