As the city simmers down
And the air starts to rest,
The night sky brightens up,
Roaring and pouring – no test.
Staring out the open window,
Only the sounds of the sky and our breaths,
Peace and stillness amidst the thunderstorm,
Chaotic lives amiss.
Through another window of a darkened room,
Staring blankly ahead,
Full of thought, full of sorrow,
Wistfully beautiful in her head.
March 22, 2020
Staring blankly ahead, as the discreet tapping of the rain began,
Blooming Peonies in the vase on the table by the window,
Like caught in a moment of joyous wonder, her hand in his hand.
As the sky tore up faster, pouring with lightning and thunder,
Dressed in hurried slippers, stolen kisses and gleaming gazes,
The umbrella left astray, they jumped on their feet.
Growing muddles in the park, mixed with that fresh smell of rain,
They danced around in their garden,
Adding the sounds of laughter to the chain.
In these little memories of time,
Of love, of laughter and of his contagious smile,
She quietly took a picture – one for her mind.
January 22, 2019
SWATINESS 