Non-Erotic Poetrysilent rainthis morning is lonely and gray
the rain streaks over cold glass
mist snakes down the mountain
the world is darker....
there is no consolation
in my hands.
birds are still in the tree's
unnaturaly subdued and silent
they know this is no day to fly
spring blossoms are spent
their fallen petals
resign to the orchard floor
the tree's wait for the pregnacy of summer
and the deliverance of fall
the cat creeps
stealthy and silent
looking for it's hidden prey
wet fur streaked with hunger
nothing more than a shadow in the tall grass
black water rippled with cold rain kisses
cattails hide even the ducks today
silent as a stick
fishing for it's breakfast
the zen Heron
is waiting....
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