I Have Loved Braided Rains Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I have loved braided rains

rainbows in oil on the carport.

being in the painting of the day we're in


and standing still when the winds begin

to ruffle the trees of april

scattering the plum petals before us as if


we were royalty or every moment was a wedding.

so many phases later still

i remember the whippoorwill


call that my Grandfather made

"lemonade stirred in the shade"

the silver rhinestone buttons


on my grandmother's red taffeta

dressed for the recitals where she played Liebestraum

better than anyone.


the calm of after school.


and after work.

eternally the feeling of turning home in all weathers

in sleep or out of it,


reading the stars.


mary angela douglas 8 march 2020