And so begins the morning rain…

Send us Fan MailAnd so begins…And so begins the morning rain, the skies deepen above the green to grey, to slate, to black, as the sun blinks once and slips behind the morning trouble of a weeping sky, not botheringto shine, or to simplylook back.for the birds are singing across the dappled silence,across the trembling thousands, of a summer of leaves, sparkling in the millions the silver lights, upon the polished concrete of falling summer grey, the early morning skiesdo weave. For as pressing,upon the thirsting earthwith no sounds, just the rumble of thunder victorious, the people have hidden, gone into themselves,sleeping deeply, dreaming, of sunlight,as the rain pressesever heavier, harderupon tears, and windows, searching for the longer forgotten, the promiseof cold, the future memories, of once November days.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]