lonely figures find some friends

Morning Sun by Edward HopperLike the Indian groom

Who gulps a glass of milk

Before getting into his marriage bed

I drink my chocolate milk

To gain courage

For a lonely night

And the morning jogs ahead.


the rain

Passing Tulips in the Rain by Anne SwannellYou should have come back before

If you were going to bring with you the westerlies

I teased, slyly telling him

I missed him.

If the rain gods were on my side

There would be a cyclone he bantered.

I knew however

That  when a cyclone overcomes a drought

it pours.