Right before the rain, the cat came, slinky soft,

curving around the corner of the house, arching a greeting to my ankles.

The clouds waltzed and tangoed across the horizon to the arms of the sun –

they danced and this is how it started.

 

The maples decided to give it a whirl,

little by little the lilacs and currents joined, ducking and bending each branch and leaf.

Winging away were a robin, a sparrow,

a goose or two, and a cardinal.

 

Rich! what-cheer, cheer, cheer! purty-purty-purty-purty

After the rain – plum blossom – sweet and heavy on the breeze

and I could swear I heard the earthworms, glistening through the grass roots.

Lilac gratitude goes to Simon from the Lawless Poetry group on Facebook.