THE SUN AND THE RAIN

This morning it rains but it’s bright

It must be a trick performed by the sun’s light,

Before that sun rises to the darkening clouds

And darkness descends.

It’s like what you see as the sun sets

As the sun ‘neath the clouds slowly begets 

and the simmering brightness is given birth

All brightens briefly ‘til the sun strikes the earth

And darkness descends.

WRITERS AND SPIDERS

Most spiders want to grow up to be spiders,

But some of us humans, we want to be writers.

Spiders with oh so many legs 

Spin little cozies that they call nests

Aiming to capture a few unknowing guests

While the spinners of actual webs are called spiders

Invisible webs are used by wannabe writers

To catch the grand idea that just seems to beg

Commitment to paper to be put to the test--

To find whose attention it might arrest.