A League of Shadows

By Richard L. Provencher

Mon, 24 Oct 2011

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Nowhere is the pain of rain
unwelcome as at a family picnic
the preparation, shopping
making appointments with children.
For once
forget your friends we said,
this is family time
we intoned, penetrating
weathered shadows
for that silver lining we often
talk about.

Sandwiches are soggy
salad drenched
deserts scattered from the wind
and socks absorbing grass sponges.
Give in or race to shelter
is an option, so we stay and finish
the last of dry bites
then join a parade of laughter towards
a warm house and hot bath.

Certificate U

Poem

POETRY - A Passage of Motion 2

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So the rain, and shared

Permalink Submitted by Rhiannonw on Mon, 2011-10-24 21:44

So the rain, and shared experience brought empathy and good memories? Rh

Yes, and Yes. Ah, the

Permalink Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on Thu, 2011-10-27 02:44

Yes, and Yes. Ah, the memories. It is utterly amazing how snippets of memory from my blockage due to my stroke are coming back. Thanks Rh. Richard LP

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Hi Richard, so it's not just

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Tue, 2011-10-25 13:04

Hi Richard, so it's not just the English weather that gets in the way of play? Thanks for sharing. Jenny.

Thanks for your support,

Permalink Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on Thu, 2011-10-27 02:48

Thanks for your support, Jenny. I had to write something about rain, since that's all we have been getting here in Truro, Nova Scotia, lately. At least it would be impossible to have a forest fire in our thick woods nearby. NS is 80% forested, a beautiful province. Richard LP