Song of the Earthworms

The earthworms sing about rain

While we complain

Jolly songs as they move the soil

With their soft heads

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To sunshine I defer

April showers
or sunshine
I know which I’d prefer
Golden shafts v greyish strokes
To sunshine I defer

A Dance in the Rain…

Painted by Me

When you take me in your arms, i forget all my pain

Beautiful are such times that i can’t ever complain

In Time

Stones, rolled down her eyes
And the meadows, found a sky
Rain clasped wanderlust leaves
Rolled up a breeze in her moment

Mellow Yellow (revisited)

1 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Yellow’ series

Fortunate fellow
Sitting in yellow
Feeling quite mellow
Rains come
Howling winds bellow
Rising crescendo
To diminuendo
Then… sun

The Big Black Storm

Windstorms have battered my life for days, treble the rain,
tintinnabulation on the streets, a highway roaring like a sea of heaves
of grimness, mornings glamsy, murdered pink some dawns, strewn
with hoods and caps and umbrellas, and the grey swallows up
the goldfinches’ wings, the stellar jay sky, it’s hidden somewhere above.

Unsettled

The misty ridden morning
waits like a pendulum in mid swing,
cross and blue, no longer alive,
leopard printed in death’s oily colors.

I untie the souls, with the windows
curving swards bent under the dewy dunes,
haled by dawn’s wet forehead,
no graves have been dug for this.

HAIKU: CLOUD RIDE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

it hits my window

THE WIND WAGED WAR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

the wind waged war

with it’s ally the rain

 

the battlefields

were littered with

the leaves of autumn

When it Pours on Kohima

When it pours down on Kohima in October,You fetch your sweater or a light shawl,

Your feet are cold but just slightly.

Your Mom takes out her knitting set and wool,

And you sit by the fire and warm your toes.

The aromatic rice in the cooker is alluring,

After The Rain

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After the rain

the day is blue and gold,

flowers that were soaked and forlorn

now sparkle and glow…

Changeable Conditions

Big sky over Leigh-on-Sea
dramatic to extreme
with rain clouds scudding twixt the blue
amongst the best I’d seen
The sunshine when it finds the room
is very warm and bright
But the rain squalls cool that down somewhat
So I’m glad I dressed up right

Sunshine back

The week had rained consistently
But when Saturday morning came
Drying all the puddles up
The sunshine came again

HAIKU: WEATHER’S WRATH

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Weather’s wrath came

HAIKU: THE STORM APPROACHES

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The storm approaches

Kalamata Castle

Part 4 of 20 in ‘The Aegean Shores’ series

From Kalamata castle
having climbed for just a mile
Several ageing fir trees there
gave respite for a while

The heat was almost tangible
but we were not complaining
As the sun shines here ‘most all the time
But at home it’s probably raining

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The clatter and hiss
Rain falling through the

Nature’s thrash-metal show

A clue when the sun
hides away from the day
and the mugginess grows
as the sky becomes grey
Then, as evening approaches
a splatter of rain
It looks like a storm
is brewing again

A rumble of thunder
as the night-time comes round
But in the gaps and the stillness
there’s barely a sound

It Rained Again Last Night

It started light
Just a trickle
A whisper
A nibble on my lobe
Finger brushed a stray hair away

HAIKU: RAIN UPON A GARDEN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

The tears I cry fall

like rain upon a garden

Rain on Me

Rain on me
Let your drops fall on me softly
Caress my forehead

Sunny

Photo by Linda Rose

Looking for a sunny day
amidst the drops of rain.
I know the sun shines brightly
above the clouds of gray.

So let it burn and break through,

Haiku-10

Rain rests so lightly
A-top the petals – velvet
light glimmers and shines

 

© L. Rose

Big Sky III

With a big sky over mudflats
out in the estuary
The rain it seems has left us
momentarily

Into the sun

I’m heading east to Essex
It’s very wet out there
There are raindrops on the window
But I don’t at present care
For I am warm and dry
On a quiet commuter train
On my way to Southend Central
Quite protected from the rain

Allotment III

It’s June and the allotment
is looking like you wouldn’t believe
Far more than I think we hoped for
and more than we could conceive

The Jealous Rain

A jealous rain

fell from the envious sky

soaked your clothes

translucent

caressed your hair

like a lover

left lingering droplets on your eyelashes

waiting for the rain

never felt so uncomfortablein all of this life
as this drunken woman
to tried to touch me,
I wanted to exit the situation
exit the world
this life

lost the drugs

the girl

the will to live, even