vivid reds and blues
scattered in controlled chaos --
portrait of his soul

it's cats and dogs now
pouring, splashing, flowing
i so love the rain

at the library --
leafing through page after page
searching for answers

cool, gentle breeze
mistaken for a ghost
makes the chimes sing

bedlam in bed
trapped in hypnagogia
rest unassured

red ants disturb
her melancholy musings
on the grassy fields

quiet as a whisper
she appeared out of nowhere --
damn cat gave me a start!