top of page
The frogs and the crickets are omnipresent and loud in the dark fields
On the steep path in the woods fallen pawpaws scent the air
Suddenly it rains
Sunshine sparkles on wet leaves
Up there, a rainbow.
The half moon behind the clouds
just shows a shimmer of Bill's
shorts in front of me
Under an umbrella
In the rain,
The scent of mint I just picked
The frogs and the crickets are
omnipresent and loud in
the dark woods
bottom of page