I took another drive today
this one to the store along the way
as I was running out of food
which my fridge did not include.
It was raining cats and dogs
which I have never understood
how did that saying come about
as there were no animals underfoot.
I hurried quickly into the store
as the rain came down just like before
I grabbed a cart and walked inside
to get the few things my list described.
I quickly bought the very few things
and spent more time at the Higi screen
trying to see if I was alive
as my blood pressure and pulse did provide.
Satisfied that I was not dead
to the checkouts I quickly went
paid my fee and grabbed my cart
back to the car ready to depart.
It was still raining those same cats and dogs
as back to my house without further loss
of time as I needed to get home
with my groceries no more to roam.
I got back home to my cats and dogs
they were not raining I am at a loss
they were perfectly dry no sign of rain
and pleased to see me back home again.
Dogs and such, Nature, Other Stuff, People, Poems, Thoughts. Tagged
Cats, Cats and Dogs, dogs, raining, raining cats and dogs, wet weather
Another dull and gloomy day
too wet to go out and play
or to work in the yard or on the ponds
and finish the work that is taking too long.
Instead I sit inside and write
wielding the pen with all of my might
although I am not really using a pen
but something much more modern instead.
My computer now has become my sword
with it I can print out the word
and people can read what I write
much clearer than the pen and its might.
The words carry the same intent
regardless of the methods invent
as the computer is a writing device
and the words it prints are more concise.
Lucky for me they came along
for without it my pen would have no song
as clearly my writing no one can read
and my messages would be lost indeed.
So on my computer I scribble away
as fast as two fingers can make the play
and Spell Checker checks the words are correct
in case my fingers disconnect.
Actually, what can I say
I really like to write this way
and although my typing is not fast
the words I write I hope will last.
People can read and understand
the words I have written are not bland
and carry a message a story or two
be it truth or fiction, I haven’t a clue.
Nature, Outdoors, Poems, Thoughts. Tagged
clouds, computer, gloomy day, pen, rain, typing, wet weather, Writing
How I love the sound of rain
as it falls from the sky
even though the day is dark
and the clouds block out the sun
the rain gives forth life