Teardrop

Bird of Paradise Flower

 

Teardrop,
you run down the leaf
whispering
of times you
scorched my skin.

Like a crystal ball
you torment me,
revealing the past,
hurts within.

Keep falling.
You can’t bring me down.
I’ve already been to the bottom.
Consequences,
missteps and bruises,
nothing’s easily forgotten.

But something else makes me pause,
to notice you glide down the leaf.
The mysterious way you blend into the world
yet caress the colors beneath

Reminds me of your healing touch,
how if we’d never met,
I couldn’t appreciate the good, the love,
the happiness,
the pink sunset.

I might not hug, kiss, embrace,
or linger before saying goodbye.
I might not get how sweet it is
to hold his hand in mine.

If you hadn’t traveled my cheeks before
the way you run down the leaf,
I couldn’t feel each breath,
each kiss,
each pulse connecting the beats.

Teardrop,
descending the leaf, my face
familiar with every bend.
Without you I couldn’t fully smile.
So do what you must.
Tingle my skin.

Ain’t No Sunshine…

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I was beginning to think the sun would never shine again in the Sunshine State.  It has been raining for weeks!  Literally, every time I walk my dog, Bill Withers, “Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone”  plays over and over in my head.  I know the song has NOTHING to do with the rain, but I can’t help how my mind works.  Gloomy, cloudy, rainy weather is upon us, and as I walk my dog through the sunless streets, a classic tune accompanies each step, somehow making me smile through the cloud cover.  I love that song.

My local meteorologist has a keen sense of humor, at least that’s what I’m hoping it is, because he has promised that the rain will continue…until…OCTOBER 15th!!  Hello, Sunshine State, what is your problem?

Well, today I was singing my tune, walking my dog, when suddenly the clouds parted… Just when I thought I would lose my mind from the cloudy skies, the sun graced us with some rays.  I wanted to capture the sun shining on the plumeria blooms in my yard…just in case my dear, local weatherman is accurately predicting the summer forecast.  If it is going to rain, rain, and rain some more, hopefully, this glimpse of the sun and the photos of the plumeria basking in the rays will hold me over.  😉  (And one of my favorite songs, of course…)  Enjoy! 🙂

After the Rain…

After the rain…

Feel free to tell me what kind of flowering plant this is…Like I always say, I am just a woman with a camera…I like the way the bright pink petals glistened more than usual after a light rain shower…Made me smile…