Barr trees shiver without leafy clothes To keep them warm Winter makes them dormant Winter makes me dormant Like an old bear I want to find a cave Sleep until the warm finds me But life is not like that is it? The bare trees know this They wait for spring apparel That would put even the richest Midas to shame.
There are movies that stick with you. Flicker of the camera and long dead actors and actresses are young again at the height of their powers. Bette Davis, Bogart, great character actors like Ross Martin. Technicolor, Cinemascope, movies with gimmicks like seats rigged to shock you. We shiver at Vincent Price, Boris Karloff, Bela Lugosi, Peter Lorre in classic films like Dracula, Frankenstein, M, and House on Haunted Hill.
For The Love Of Rain
It pelts the roof and the hungry ground It makes the windows fog up Plants do calisthenics to its droplets Crane their stalks to absorb its healing power When I was a young kid took off my boots And ran with naked feet through puddles Stamping and screaming like a wild thing Much to my Mom’s displeasure Kids are like that they will do crazy things For the love of rain.