Slip slap
click clack
drip drip
drop
patter patter
the rain comes down,
the fire roars and
splatters wet ash
on the oriental rug
from water
down the chimney.
quit trying
to drive me insane
with your
madness.
i am stronger than
you realize.
i was your friend
and
i loved you
as a friend loves
but you discarded everything
like a petulant child
annoyed that you
couldn’t figure out
how the toy worked,
frustrated that
pushing a button
had no effect
you kept trying
until you broke everything good
and new.
You ruined the first rain of the season
tap
tap
tap
the drain is clogged
the green in the garden
greener
the sky grey
the air cold.
i will politely
close the door
on you
on us
and
let it
become
history.
Some people
are not
worth
the fight
for
Honor is a word
wasted.
Walter Kitty's Diary 
Dear Walter. THis evokes every rainy day . Every lost moment. I love it. One of my favorites,
Thank you. The rain at my house has such a particular sound. It hits leaves, drains, pots, surfboards and taps away. I was so happy to be warm by the fire and then…