Sunday Rain

By Stephen Mead

Dove-gray of course, another peace-pearl
the sheen of these streets,
the droplets speckling screens & panes
through the sounds of some near-slumber -
this twittering of birds behind that highway,
those tires sizzling to distance
& then again, lemon air,
the rain thrumming over the petals
in pockets of quiet I feel with shut eyes,
the lids as wings vowing today, tonight
just try not to hate any
one thing.

Resident artist/curator for The Chroma Museum, artistic renderings of LGBTQI historical figures, organizations and allies predominantly before Stonewall, https://thestephenmeadchromamuseum.weebly.com/ ,Stephen Mead is a retiree whom, throughout all his pretty non-glamorous jobs still found time for writing poetry/essays and creating art.  Occasionally he even got paid of this. Currently he is trying to sell his 40-year backlog of unsold art before he pops his cogs, Art Collection from Stephen Mead