A bit frustrated with my writing the last couple of days. An acceptable result from Friday…

Rain on the ground this morning
drops of water dot my windshield
a surprising scene for the middle of July

That telltale damp in the air
the scent of rainfall lingering
as I walk down the steps

It’s a perfect day for going slowly
taking the time to flow with time
without rushing or stretching or stalling

The pages of a book flow in sequence
one by one, one after another
the minutes of the day unfold just the same

When time and a book get together
a rainy day goes by quickly
the story goes on forever

(24 July 2015—posted July 25)