Poem inspired by a rainy day

 THE BREAK

I kiss a memory in my mind

all in my mind,

put on a new record

maybe jazz

maybe Chopin

what else can one do

on a cold San Francisco night?

I’m sure somewhere else

that is not here

it snows wildly, dramatically

while here it has started to rain

then fog

then both rain and fog

then poems,

Then again you might not write

a poem

a story

a break between memory and storms,

A cat purrs nearby

it has a tale

much better than yours

but he doesn't care to share.