Another Sunday Morning At The Convent
begins with barely-get-wet rain
that whispers in trees and kisses
your skin, subdues the raucous
morning chorus.
A morning of water that ticks on leaf,
and leaf shakes off. Glint of pond in distance.
Rain dimples its surface,
sends turtles deep to sleep.
The mass bell hasn’t rung. I am awake
in the sleeping house. I turn from reading
news to poetry, from poetry to window
gazing, eyes and ears unfocused.
The sound of falling water turns off
my brain. My body goes soft. The need
to do rattles the downspout. Worries
wash into the rain barrel. Later,
they will feed the flowers. Right now,
there is only this: green shimmer of grass.
Purple hearts of redbud. Silver sky.
Inhale. Exhale. Sip tea. Repeat.
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begins with barely-get-wet rain
that whispers in trees and kisses
your skin, subdues the raucous
morning chorus.
A morning of water that ticks on leaf, and leaf shakes off. Glint
of pond. Rain dimples its surface,
sends turtles deep to sleep.
The mass bell hasn’t rung. I am awake
in the sleeping house. I turn from reading
news to poetry, from poetry to window
gazing, eyes and ears unfocused.
The sound of falling water turns off
my brain. My body goes soft. The need
to do rattles the downspout. Worries
wash into the rain barrel. Later,
they will feed the flowers. Right now,
there is only this: green shimmer of grass.
Purple hearts of redbud. Silver sky.
Inhale. Exhale. Sip tea. Repeat.
Sorry, all. First day mistake. Entered poem in comments by mistake.
Love the meditative mood of the poem, the slow building movement of each line, each image. So many favorite lines and images, such as “water that ticks on leaf” –that verb “ticks” imitates the sound so well. And “Rain dimples its surface, /sends turtles deep to sleep.” So many lovely repeated vowel sounds. My favorite is “The need / to do rattles the downspout.” Perfect.
The imagery in this poem is lovely. It makes me more relaxed just reading it. Thank you for sharing this with us!
Captured a moment beautifully! Glad to see you on here!
This is so lovely. I love reading about tiny things that are often overlooked being noticed.
I took a deep breath after reading your poem, my worries washed away into that barrel
I love the sounds and their absences as noted in this poem. It is lovely and was a wonderful way to start my day.
Exquisite. The last two stanzas are perfection.