Saturday, May 7, 2011

Weather Advisory

 Weekend Rains
The weekend rains are falling.
There's no good place to be.
The wind is ripping through
The roaring oak trees.
All morning I've been staring
Out of dirty windows
At red birds and fox squirrels--
They know exactly where the river goes;
At struggling flowers
In their tiny containers,
Protected from elements
But dreaming of danger;
At my face in the mud,
Dripping with Sunday.
I'm longing for sun
And pleading for Monday.