Standing under this rain drenched tree
I hear the breeze
That rustles the leaves
Whisper to me.
Then, a sneeze,
Brings me back to reality.
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Standing Under This Rain Drenched Tree
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I put my nose out the window and smell the rain
I put my nose out the window
And smell the rain,
But quickly close it again
Why should I
shut out the rain
And sky?
For I
Know not when I shall die.
Five new poems by poet K Morris on Soundcloud
Five new poems by poet Kevin Morris on Soundcloud.
The Blast
Sitting in my living room
I hear the wind.
It will be gone soon,
And it’s blast
Will outlast
Thee and me.
Storm
out into the rain I dash.
A flash
Of lightening.
The sky, for a moment brightening
And me wondering
Whether I will survive the thundering
As my guide dog’s harness is part steel,
So its really not ideal …
—
My guide dog needed to pay a call of nature earlier this evening. While I was aware of the rain, I was not cognisant of the storm which suddenly broke overhead. Had I been aware, I certainly would have remained safely indoors! As it was, all ended well.
SittingHere in My Dressing Gown
Sitting here, in my dressing gown
I frown
At the dull sky.
Perhaps there is nothing to say
On this rainy winter’s day.
Raining
As a long, hot summer slowly draws to its close in the UK, we have, thankfully (at long last) been experiencing bouts of rain. On the way home from the pub yesterday evening my guide dog Trigger and I got drenched to the skin in the wet stuff and (in accordance with the great law of sod) the rain virtually ceased as we reached my front door!
Despite my drenching, I am a lover of the rain. My recent soaking reminded me of my poem “Raining” which can be found here, https://newauthoronline.com/2015/10/28/raining/.
