Inbetween Seasons

The morning breeze blows
Kisses onto my goose-bumped skin
Gentle dribbles of baby rain
Whispering: "How have you been?"

With smiling eyes, "Better these days," I say
Better the rain in Spring
Than the snow Winter brings

Yet the best of all is the love I found
In Summer amidst a haiku of sounds:

...drip...drip...lost and found
Charlotte sometimes, found again
thud…thad! my heart pounds

- 4:30 a.m., Saturday, August 14, 2004
Surrey, British ColumbiaWhile listening to “Charlotte Sometimes” by The Cure
(Staring at the Sea: The Singles; 1981, Fiction/Elektra)