To the left of the door a pale purple crocus shivers in the midst of seven days of rain. Rainrainrainairrainrainrain. Even the mud drowns. From his car, half in the driveway and half in the street, my husband calls, “come look at this dog!” The dog has muddy paws and a wet belly. A black and white spaniel with a heart shaped spot on his side. Is this my Valentine? My husband leaves for work.
Seven days of rain
Even the mud drowns
Black and white spaniel
A heart shaped spot on his side
Stray Valentine dog
This was last week’s poetry class assignment…embed haiku in prose. The class is Prose Poetry taught by Barbara Henning on Writers.com.