Wind drives rain against my window
and causes the Internet to play
peekaboo with my satellite
dish; it’s another stormy day.

I am almost lulled to sleep by
the pattering of the raindrops,
my thoughts becoming foggier,
when the rainfall abruptly stops.

I rouse myself and see the glow,
bright sunshine is already beaming.
I look downward to see the light
where a fresh rainbow is gleaming.

It comes from the prisms in my
window, hung to reflect sunlight,
casting upon my carpet there
their spots of color until night.


By: Michael Williams / June 22, 2020

My name is Michael Williams and I formerly posted with others at The Peaceful Pub. The owner of that blog has shut it down, so now I can be found at:

this is a new blog, and I am still trying to get it exactly as I want it. For now, the list of recent posts can be found at the bottom of the page. I plan to post in three categories: poetry, prose, and challenges. Thank you in advance for checking me out.


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