wind seeping
through the woodwork's pause
along with night
driving rain
throwing a sideways glance
vertical tear
homing
through wind & rain
i yearn
at last, threshold
warm caress of porchlight
port in the storm
About Me
- qualcosa di bello
- "qualcosa di bello"...Italian for something beautiful...God's creation is full of beauty & that is what I hope to share with all who visit on my blogging journey..."piacere"...it is a pleasure to have you visit!
2 comments:
there is something almost spiritual about being safely tucked away during a storm... i sense that in this poem....
"... through the woodowrk's pause"--great line. And I love the porch as port. Very nice.
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