
as dreams are emptied
once the spring rain has fallen
see the refreshed sun
Realizing the potential of technology
as dreams are emptied
once the spring rain has fallen
see the refreshed sun
daises in the rain
water dripping from my hat
the wind’s memory
rain induced darkness
overhead clouds bring dampness
winter’s grip still hurts
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>another morning
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>rain gently tapping windows
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Early morning, life starts to stir, Seattle’s rainy tendencies reach their fullest expression. Not the monsoons of my childhood, rather, regular, continuous drip. The weather presents challenges for many.
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>rain taps my window
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>graveyard with damp grass
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>I listen to the gentle patter of the rain, memories full my head. Sitting in my bay window watching the rain. Laying in my childhood bed. Sitting in cafes, drying from walking, coffee welcome warmth.
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Does rain’s sound trigger any memories for you?
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cold morning
rain gently taps
the day awakens
The sun’s above clouds
Droplets’ vigorous descent
Crows raucously call
rain upon my roof
gentlest of rattles
pre-dawn darkness