Thursday, September 15, 2005

Rain


Aches radiate from deep within
the marrow of my bones--
phalanges, metatarsals, tibia
phlanages, metacarpals, radius
right big toe
right thumb.
My body speaks with the rain.

Waiting


I feel it in the air,
a thickening near imperceptible
an entity unto its own.

My bloods hums along
quickened by the change,
my skin oh-so-sensitive
prickles invisibly.

The rain thrums through my body
long before it appears
and seizes my consciousness
and throttles it into creativity.

Monday, September 05, 2005

When You Come Home--a haiku

why do I feel I'm
an intruder in your life
unwanted by you?