A hundred words for rain
A misty day, fine rain drifting The world in green and grey Damp in my shirt and Chips of diamond dew beading on my hat
One lone drop ticks on a leaf overhead Then another, and more Tick tick tick tick Hiss and rush As the drops come steady
Rain and blowing wind Rattling the windows Rushing on the skylights Dim light coming through the windows To show a curl of steam coming off a mug of tea
Early morning, clear sky A bite to the air after the storm moves out a band of orange sunrise Reflecting in puddles
January 2024