Ain’t No Sunshine

I never really noticed small details until I embarked on this amazing hobby–photography. Now I behold every thing with sharper eyes: shadows stretching across the grass, light escaping under a closed door, reflections in puddles, broken glass with a trace of blood.

© Teresita Abad Doebley. All rights reserved 2009-2011.

Capturing the Sound of Rain by Raymond A. Foss

Listening to the timpani
the rhythm of the rain
the rap, the tap,
the ratta-tat-tat,
the staccato of the drumming
on the roof of the van

The storm raging ‘round us
in the stillness of the parking lot
trying to drum to the beat
on laps and the steering wheel
keeping time with the chaos
the randomness of the clatter

Too few drummers for the task
capturing the sound of rain

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