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The Rain

A poem I wrote when I was down but not out.

It's raining again.The drops fall like brittle, cold flecks of ice.On the porch I watchas the puddles overflow.The weather reflects my mood.Dreary.The shadowing clouds abovelet me know the rainwon't let up.It never does. Seems likeit's been raining my who...

Derive a sense of pleasure From such a frosty demeanorHow your words chill me to the boneFilled with false promisesAnd oft-dashed hopes I still remain, a sad refrain I wait in clouds overheadI caress the ground with my tearsI wonder why you love to humor...

It's a rainy day in my eyes, And the tears fall down like in a thunderstorm.If you can look past the tears falling, and look into my eyes,You will see, it's dark, cold, like a thunderstorm. You think I'm the girl, who would fit in a Summer world.Where eve...

The Flood

A poem written from the perspective of a man caught in the middle of a flash flood.

The clouds have dispensed its heavy pour Water is filling up the dining room Feeling soaked knee high from the wooden floor With the thunder sounding its deafening boom. I witness my photographs wash away Memories consumed by nature's aggressive wrath Los...

Amor de Alma

A Day to Sail

“Whoaaa…” I answer as the first gust hits and she heels over, her rail dipping into the sea. Her bow pulls windward and I pull the wheel back while easing the mainsheet. A few minutes earlier the fog had moved in, leaving me suddenly surrounded in mist. I...

Rainbows End

Come on cheer up, the sun's coming out!

Raining stair-rods, quick watch your head, Cats and dogs, they’d end up dead. Hammering it down, that must be Thor, God of thunder bashing at my door. Big umbrellas with a pointy spike, Spear me in places that I dislike. Wellie boots and waterproof coats,...

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RainRain sings an ongoing melody,The choir standing tall and proud,Basking in the world, his spotlight,The ground absorbs the continuous harmony.Rain knocks on your window at night,Like a young lover throwing the pebbles,Hoping to be unheard by the unwant...

We Used to Be Lovers

For those who have gone through a breakup.

Home alone, once again. You’re not here To hold me, Comfort me, Lay in bed with me. Why did we break up? I miss the weekends We spent all day In bed, cuddling, Kissing, Touching. I remember the First day you said I love you To me. I was on cloud nine That...