Showing posts with label clouds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clouds. Show all posts

Thursday, December 13, 2018

Cover Art Update for The Rain Long Poem Publication

The monsoon season may be behind us, but never forgotten.

The Rain is a long form poem about the Sonoran Desert's monsoon. Instead of the original raindrops  abstract cover art piece, Undawnted changed to a more identifiable weather related image, cacti and all.

What do you think? 

If you have not read this piece yet, what are you waiting for? Poetry makes a great gift. 


Have a great and wonderful day!



Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Rain Showers and October Flowers

A scary, electric thunderstorm rolled through my neighborhood this evening. 

The storm appeared to build on top of our area as an orange sun set in the distance. The cloud to cloud lightning illuminated the sky in muted tones of blue and white. The trees and bushes swayed under the wind bursts and blows. The rain splattered and spit until the gush of a downpour soaked everything in its path. 

The last surge of the monsoon was the best one of the season. Finally the parched earth saw some measure of moist relief. The dirty air from previous dust storms was cleaned as the smell of humidity doused the otherwise hot and dry molecules. A faint odor of ozone hung between the hydrogen and oxygen covalent bonds. The air was indeed electric to the smell as well as touch.

Now the season is over. 

Will this rainy evening bring with it flowers in October? Or just the memory of the last vestiges of summer spilling over into an autumn night? Sunflowers have hidden away to sleep until the sun rises in half a day's hours. 

The night is calm once again. The stars beam their lights. The nestled birds are quiet upon the wind.


Have a great and wonderful day. 


Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Full Moons and Rain Showers

The Sonoran Desert has come alive with thunder and lightning. The monsoon has returned. Rain drops here and there. Gusty winds flatten the landscape with dust and dirt. The arid landscape rages once again.

The full moon rises without mark of time. Clouds inundate the sky and make visualizing that much more difficult. All is hidden under a blanket of grey. Planets, stars, and the full moon fight to be seen between storm clusters.

The rain has come to the city. Sparse. Needed. The moisture comes as it pleases. Mother Nature has cried out her tears over the lower deserts and cannot make it passed the rugged terrain of mountains.

The lightning and thunder recede. No shows tonight. The city is safe again.

Safe from the wind, bright lights, clapping sound, and precipitation.  Where is my rain? What spell was cast to deprive me of what is mine? Release your hold and let life bloom.

The monsoon is here. Although, I cannot touch or feel the intensity of the heat and humidity merge, I can watch from afar. The ranis will come. I am certain.

All we have to do it pray. 


Have a great and wonderful day!



Thursday, June 30, 2016

Phantom Rain

Rain was on the radar but none fell on my property. 

Rain will begin in 14 minutes to a break in the rain will happen in 44 minutes. I look outside: nothing. I hear the monsoon storm's wind and thunder. I look again... Well, I guess there is no rain for my poor landscaping yet another day. 

Where is my rain? My plants cry for moisture.

Do I keep on waiting on this phantom rain?

Have a great and wonderful day.



Friday, February 27, 2015

Chateau Du Medan

Paul Cezzane painted the Chateau Du Medan as seen here below.


Chateau Du Medan

Let's stand on the shore
and reminisce about the past
near the shores of the Chateau Du Medan.

A nice warm day rises
with clouds streaming away,
sunbathing as we all wish to do.

The sun rides the ripples
in the river below
to tell us to dance the day away.

What a wonderful time
of green meadows, white clouds,
blue skies, and yellow sun.

I too remember in my dreams
the Chateau Du Medan
as the respite for my waking soul.



Source: Nice Art Gallery

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Rainy Days for Lazy Cats

I confess: I am a lazy cat.

In human form, but in the spirit of a rainy, cloudy evening, I turned into a lazy cat. And, why not? It was a great day to be lazy. 

I like to watch a cat sleep. Cats are such peaceful sleepers in peaceful homes. They stretch. They blink. They go back to sleep.

Ah to be a cat and today I got to stretch and blink and go back to sleep.

Try it sometime. It is a wonderful experience.

Have a great week! 


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