Drizzle

A fine drizzle softens the air

falls whisper-light

an almost-rain to glaze tired grass

and hard, cracked earth.

 

It lifts scents, musty cave odors

we love with our primal selves.

 

Earth stirs, the mist soft as a lover’s breath.

She sighs, content.

 

Drizzle

A fine drizzle softens the air

and falls whisper-light,

an almost-rain

enough to glaze tired grass

and hard, cracked earth

in denser shades of green and brown.

 

It wakes scents musty with the odors of earth.

She stirs under the touch, soft as a lover’s

breath.

 

She sighs, content.

 

no. 922

8 feb 14

 

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Janet Butler

 

Janet Butler lives in Alameda with Fulmi, a lovely Spaniel mix she rescued while living in central Italy. “Searching for Eden” was published by Finishing Line Press in January, 2012, “Upheaval” was one of three winning selections in Red Ochre Lit’s 2012 Chapbook Contest. She recently placed, for the third year, in the Berkeley Poets annual poetry contest. She is moderator of the monthly Poetry and Prose at the Blue Danube in Alameda, and is a member of the Frank Bette Center for the Arts, where she will teach a poetry course and Italian language class this spring.

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