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Friday, November 7, 2008

Rainy Day

photo by Highlander

Suggested Prompt -

Offer a poem about a rainy day.

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I am rain
when I fall in love
I overflow
into the river
of my soul

I am rain
when I lose my love
I overflow
Into the sewer
of my mind

I am rain
when I find new love
I overflow
Into the seed
of a new rose

I am rain
when I am alone
I overflow
Into the sea
of possibilty

~ Stevie G.B.

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6 comments:

Jayne said...

Leaves weep quiet tears
Joyous is the verdant earth
Rain has cleansed my heart

tschiller said...

The smell
The taste
The sound
The view
The welcome permission to rest
The cleansing of my soul
The rain

Stevie G.B. said...

I am rain
when I fall in love
I overflow
into the river
of my soul

I am rain
when I lose my love
I overflow
Into the sewer
of my mind

I am rain
when I find new love
I overflow
Into the seed
of a new rose

I am rain
when I am alone
I overflow
Into the sea
of possibilty

s kay murphy said...

Daaaaang, Stevie, I loved your poem here!

Stevie G.B. said...

thanks

NLL said...

When I was seven years old, I wrote (and illustrated) this poem:

RAIN

Rain, rain, everywhere,
In the streets
On the air

A mouse was under a big toadstool
To shelter himself from the rain. He looked out and saw a pool,
And said, "It gives me a pain."