January 30, 2004
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Winter
It rains, it rains.The window is baroque with water.
Imagine all the little birds huddled in windowsills
fluffing their feathers and watching for the light to change.
Deep Thought: I bet a funny thing about driving a car off a cliff is, while you’re in midair, you still hit those brakes! Hey, better try the emergency brake!
Today I am grateful for: Computer geeks
Comments (6)
A rain poem in return for mine? Or was it put away til today? But you have me wrong. I don’t dislike the rain. I actually enjoy it if I’m inside warm and dry.
We’ve lived in your part of the country though and I know your kind of rain. Relentless. I think I experienced sun deprivation.
Thanks for the comment. I’ve saved your URL and will be back for more. Nice journal
I love that poem! Very nice imagery!
Very cool photo.
This poem reminds of William Carlos William’s poem “So much depends upon a red barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens” That’s the whole poem. LOL at the deep thought. I bet we do.
Oh what a great poem by WCW!
Love the poem! Deep Thought was good too. I always loved those on Saturday Night Live.