Summertime was always my favorite season. That’s changed over time. I’ve grown to welcome the gray skies, the cooler, rain drenched days. We haven’t actually seen that much rain this season. But those gray skies…
I find solace in the grey.
Cool air against a backdrop
of grey and white
shakes me alive.
Hot cloudless days,
drowsy and heavy
with heat curled around,
push me down.
cloud filled days snap me to attention,
make me see things differently,
colors and shapes and thoughts,
that I don’t see on summer days
in quite the same way,
wheat colored grass,
fuchsia blossoms burst…
splash color on the grey canvas
splashes of thought—