Anniversary: a poem

Anniversary

She was red, and He was blue–
turquoise, like his eyes

She the color of joy, and He was
the color of ocean waves

in life and in death they
did not meld into purple

but met at warm white sand
the red beach towel
lapped by blue water

‘Rainlessness’

Rainlessness
 

Drought is talented

chooses some streets, cedes others

 

The sky committee dithers over details

which house gets a proper rainbow

 

which zone deems dew

a deluge

 

Count each fleck of moisture

drop huddled to drop seated beside velvet drop