October Rain

Another of those poems that grow from something seen and heard while doing something totally unrelated.





October Rain - 03 Oct 09

Autumn, October rain
Washing the leaves
From the branches
Casting mottled shadows
From the reflection
Of the streetlamp
On the road.
In the night-dark time
A rumbling wind
Almost drowns out the patter
Of the rain on my window





The weather cannot make up it's mind what it wants to do...just after this was written the sky cleared and a [just past] full moon shone out.