Tag Archive | Rain
Tales Untold
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
A Cauldron of Darkness Knights in shining amour searching for her prayers Protecting her from the angels of the spire Longing for victims broken hearted Unholy rapture calling out her name Pleading with saints for her undying love Words from a tale hauntingly familiar A fevered dream at…
Wet Morning
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Storm hangs heavy In the damp air Lingering in the long grass Full of raindrops. The lowering sky Where grey clouds barge Jeers the sun-seekers Eying the gloom From emptying café terraces And tosses a casual shower On the mournful pigeons And disconsolate joggers.
Cloud ships
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
I’ve written a number of short poems these last few days—mainly about clouds and blackbirds. Here’s one of them. Through the morning sky They sail The thick pearl clouds With their cargo of rain To loose in showers On the thirsty earth. And as they row Across the sky’s…
Streetlight
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
We stand on the corner Between noisy bars That strew their rubbish Beneath the stars. From your stinging words, Ill-concealed disdain, I turn and run Through tears of rain. And the rain shafts cold Through the orange light Of the streetlamps’ glare That obscures the night. And your words,…
Haiku Roundup Number 7
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Afternoon delight Pausing to ponder the day Lost in emptiness A voice from the past Where time and hope converges Before shadows move Midsummer longing Like a leaf upon the wind Words without a song Jet trails cross the sky Sun reflects on metal wings Returns to reading…
Three storm haikus
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
River ravels rafts Water-lashed broken branches Gulls perch storm trophies. The garden trembles With Atlantic gusts—rose bows Scattering petals. Black cloud spews torrents Rods of pewter rain slew slick Lightning-streaked chaos.
Haiku Roundup Number 6
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Finding the right words It’s never an easy thing Lost in your rhythm Wild and friendly Hidden garden of delights Desires run free Sun shines, clear blue sky Bird shadows dart across grass A feral cat waits Lost in memory Eyes that sparkle with laughter Morning sun wakes…
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