Gentle Thunder, Heavy Rain

Morning mumbling of

low thunder rumbles greet me

then robust rainfall

Wake Up Call on November Sixteenth

Sunday morning snow

conceals everything white

while a train whistles

Sun’s out…bright…cheery

Fruitlessly blazing…shining

through one degree air

(November 11, woke up to 20 degree weather!)

Round rink stands in yard

Ice smooth, set, ready for fun

No skaters come, though

After dawn, found a

squirrel curl’d over the bird

bath drinking water

Driving into the

shadows of a thunder head

col’ring the day gray

Eighty degrees plus

Two snow geese prowl in a field

Must not be too hot