Author Jonathan Chaves A bank of spring clouds, rain swelling the stream:I wish I could borrow a fisherman's coatbut there's no one else around.How very kind of the tree in front of the riverside shrine:it shelters my solitary boat as I sleep through half the day. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments