At midnight

Laying in the darkness
midnight rain sounds like
frying bacon splattering
conjuring up the aroma
of a time in my life when
I took such pristine
moments for granted

By poetluckerate

I am a poet, writer, and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 then returned to Minnesota in 2018 - hopefully, to stay.

I lived in the most urban of settings, and the rural Midwest. These perspectives impact my writing in very unique ways.