Rainy Daze

Rainy Daze sitting quietly I watch as the raindrops reassemble in the puddle schoolchildren at recess awaiting the forming of lines holding raindrop hands humming sweetly on the steaming pavement erasing schoolyard blacktop shape changing the oily rainbow of the bus stop bottle caps setting sail in surging gutter streams umbrellas lifting on a cloudy breeze. raindrops, skydivers from a distant sea, teasing the garden locked landlubber’s with tales of travel and of history, of gardens drenched in mystery sitting in my rainy daze sharing cool moist now with then John G. Lawless 9/10/2014