Poetry Project, V. 9.0, Days 12 and 13

Egads, I did it again!

Well, so much for hopping on it and getting back on track, yes?  It's a beautiful spring day here, today, and yesterday was very nice as well.  It's about darned time!!!!!  With that being said, spring - and poetry - is in the air!!!!

Rain Smell

i love the smell of
a fresh rain
in the spring
when you can smell
the dirt
the rot
decay
and know it's all
about to be
washed
away -
gone.



Horrible Amusement

it's that day
unlucky 13 -
and there will be viewing of horror films
and people thinking about
the countless deaths
that add up to atrocities
we could never before imagine.
nor want to.
but someone's twisted mind
came up with these stories,
these twists and turns that shouldn't be,
but we rest easy,
because it's fiction,
it's not real,
it doesn't affect us - not really -
except -
this is the newscast.


A little juxtaposed, I guess, and not exactly where I thought I would end up today, but not exactly upset with that, either!

Thanks for reading,

Me