Sunday morning and the cold rain is still falling from the sky. Looks like our wet winter began way back in May, however despite the freezing weather, I’m dressing-up in my winter woollies and venturing out again today…… and I graciously accept this is our fate for the next few days, as I continue participate in life, in every-way, of everyday…. Below I’ve re-posted some of my wintry poems and Haiku’s that I’ve recently written……
Rain In May
The day is one of rain.
Washing streets of thoughts down the drain.
Cleansing the stains.
Flooding the silence again.
The day is dismal and grey.
Drowning the sun, it begun in May.
Many years full of dismay.
Pouring rain’s, here to stay
Cold Rain
Time’s, I played in rain
Today I worked in the cold
Wet and shivering
Autumn’s fat rain drops
Have lost their warmth and softness
Winter’s hard as ice
Haiku: Winter Rain
Chilling winter rains
Heavy big drops of coldness
Spread by icy winds
Haiku: Hail And Sun
Hail slaps the pavement
Bitumen puddles shimmer
Winter sun bursts through
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
