A rainy day

I wake up to a rainy day

After a rainy night I left

Behind to chase absurd dreams

The clouds promise another

Idle day without feeling guilty

About putting off some chores

I watch the little one next door

Going down the stairs in raincoat

There her school bus is sounding

An impatient rush hour horn that

Can be heard all over at this hour

There are no more Monday mornings

For me to hurriedly wake up to meet

The rain falls a while and takes a break

Time has given a licence now to be slow

After all those years of rushing about -----

There's still time for the feet to cry halt.

Liminal

The evening light is blue and black

Between day and night lingers the dusk

In a liminal place of a thousand sighs

What has been lost is more than a day

A love is buried again and mourned again

What can't be tugs once more at the heart 

A desire comes begging and is sent away

Amid all the noise of the traffic a sense of 

Death and silence hangs in the dusty air

The signal is red and comes with a hearteen

This is a time of timeless longing and ache

But we can't stop for long and lament

While waiting for the light to turn green

This pang of grief must be primordial

What the caveman felt when the sun set ---

The city picks up and flees into the night.

Morning

The house is not awake yet

And the day is yet to stir

Between night and day 

This hour is best when

The world seems mine

The birds must think it's theirs

The way they clamour and cry

The milk is still on its way though

The smell of coffee is already here

This could be the time when the universe

Shares its secrets and answers all prayers

This could be the time when all dreams

Leave the minds and look to take shape

This could be when the mist disappears

And the deity stirs and rises like the star

Or this could be when peace comes unasked.