Thursday, January 5, 2012

another small stone

Stepping outside onto my small patio

inside of my small fenced in yard
I hear the Pacific North West rain
tapping on the hood of my coat

Above that, rides the tinnitus ring,
always there, that big and that loud.
Eight thousand megahertz, just for me,
heard or seen by none other.

The trees, the ground, the rain, and the moss,
set that taste on the tip of my mind.
Right here, right now, it all means the same.
I find that to be of some comfort.


  1. I love the contrast of the rain tapping on your hood and the ring, big and loud.

  2. Thanks Johanna! The ring was definitely the more predominant of the two.