Rain is promised

It is the time of the year of the monsoons.  Each afternoon, clouds gather, rain is promised, even if it does not fall in my yard, it usually rains somewhere in the thirsty mountains.


We Write Poetry  #66 Documentary Poem


Documentary Poem

Each day

I take the tempretature

Have a look around

Check the pulse

Make notes

Plan my day

Follow the plan

Into all the unexpected


I do not travel far

Have all that I need

Set my course

Take a breath

Dive in



I document my life

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