The rain came overnight, and temps dropped
from Fahrenheit high forties to low thirties.
Raindrops pattered on the hood
of my blue REI waterproof jacket.
Needing fresh air, craving brighter outdoor light
I walk early before heavy rains and wind come.
Trees glisten with raindrops,
So pretty!
Then
I spot a dead caterpillar, upturned,
on the wet concrete sidewalk.
My heart cracks a bit at seeing it, yet
I’m hopeful a bird will be nourished in
its death.
Not in vain! Please let the small
lifeless body be used,
not turn into rainy mush.
**
No blue breaks open the sky today,
the cloud cover is a heavy, thick
gray
cocoon
that covers the Pacific Northwest
in the winter.
**
I will see no blue to cheer me up today.
Even the dark green of the Fir trees blends into the gray. Gray-green, no - gray.
Gray and dim at midday.
Yet, a Song Sparrow brightens the world,
Singing her lilting song.
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Comments (3)
I love walking just after a rain and seeing “ Trees glisten with raindrops.”
Love your poem Mam. it is very sweet.
Awww, poor caterpillar! 🥺 Like you said, I hope a bird uses him as a meal. Loved your poem!