She whispers my name... Only I can hear

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Old Post Card Day...



Schenectady Post Office, erected in 1912 has not changed since 1933...

As I make my move (finally) from Schenectady to Cherry Valley I take note of some of the grand architecture that still exists here

Monday, July 25, 2011

Heat Wave Not Today


Rain
Relentless
At last
My view of blue
Replaced
With blurry gray
Today

Cool
Intense at times
Rain
With purpose
Primes then pleases
All and mine
The heat wave thus
Eases

Rain
Rooftop riddled runs
Asphalt shunned
Until the last hidden places
Be found
Where thirsty ground
And rain are one

Thunder calls
From the somber walls
More rain to come
A darkness falls
More rain to come

Rain
I imagine the darkness
In your eyes
As in the sky
The soothing droplets
On your skin
Taught
Wet
Inviting
Tender
Loving

Rain