WE//R James Sennett Jr

WE

always stop
when it rains.
Can’t drive
too well,
no choir
to hear
us groan -
the Ibis left
hours ago.
Curious bit
of breeze filters
through alone
on its way to
where it goes.
What to do?
Still here
somehow.
It’s the thought that counts.

R James Sennett Jr lives, works, breathes and chases his muse in Louisville, Kentucky. His poetry has appeared in numerous publications for which he is grateful.