Rain, Toward Evening
Image Source: Rino Breebaart
Row after row
Georgian and proper
houses of brick and painted doors
Gentle rain
refracted by streetlights
sodden leaves in the gutter
I watch from the window
my love down the hall
fire on the hearth
and home
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Lovely poem, Brian!
Lovely to see you and thanks!
The picture instantly brings Dublin to mind…and really makes me homesick for Ireland!
Why thanks! This could be anywhere, of course, but painted doors certainly are Dublin-y.
wonderful image and feeling here Brian..going to read it again
!!! Thank you so much !!!
Very beautiful poem.
This coming from you? I’m honored, thanks.
You’re welcome
Enjoyed this so very much – lovely descriptions
awww, thanks!
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I’m taking this week off to re-charge. Here’s today’s Poetry re-run.
Love this…especially “sodden leaves in the gutter” for some reason. It’s a great image.
Very autumnal. *grin*
Perhaps we should start a Skype poetry group for a select group of bloggers to be handpicked by you and me. What do you think?
Innnnnnerestin’. Let’s talk. Message me.
Def. Later though. Watched Trump’s big “announcement.” What a scam! Now must go grocery shopping. Yay!
Sweetbay? My department produces their flyers and in-store signage, BTW.
Nope. Multiple stores: Fresh Market, Whole Foods, Greenwise Publix and Walmart. It’s tough being vegan.