O, wet days
piled on top of one another
dreary, gloomy, trudging
through slippery wet streets
watching the drippy eaves
gray, colorless earth and sky
cold, windy air
mist drizzling lacy, reflective
wetness over everything until
this morning when
I noticed the full moon shining
on one side of the sky and
the dawn radiating a thin red line
from the other side of the sky
O, dry days
Actually, I only felt overcast for one moment yesterday. I’ve been enjoying the moisture, but the past week of wetness has made up for the weeks and weeks of dryness back in Kansas. I think I’m no longer dry, so I’m glad that heaven’s perspiration is stopping now, because I would have needed a sunlamp.
TR