Thursday, October 29, 2020

An October Rainstorm Poem by Anne Selden Annab


No dance,

just drop:

Leaves fall faster

in the rain.


Drenched and sopping

heavy with wet

immune to breeze

and waft


Pulled

straight

down

(or sideways

down)

to earth


no shuffle, no scurry, no dither, no dilly-dally- just tree then land.

 

poem copyright ©2015 Anne Selden Annab

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

Twenty Twenty a New Year Poem by Anne Selden Annab



Silver sunrise
for twenty twenty

Sky mist swirls
into distinct shapes.

Blue skies now silhouette tall trees-
trunks, branches, twigs...

with birds that sing as our sky decides
to (momentarily) be a thunderous dark grey

Only long enough to crystallize
a scattering of celebratory snow flurry






poem copyright ©2020 Anne Selden Annab