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Rain
It comes in sheets,
Waves of guilt and shame,
Blotting out the cast iron sky,
Reverberating with a bass all its own.
It comes in swells,
Pouring and driving in turn,
Obscuring vision and drowning hope,
Searing light too fleeting to offer illumination.
It comes in torrents,
All the what ifs and whys,
Crescendo of disbelief and denial,
Sorrowful sounds drown out by fat drops against glass.
It comes ceaselessly,
Rolling in furious bales,
Hate and anger slashed plum and green,
Through a canvas bruised, tattered and scarred.
It comes and never stops,
Ear splitting peals,
Broken glass,
Memories,
Crashing,
Falling,
Words,
Pleas,
Shame,
Guilt,
Fear,
Pain,
Pounding,
Pounding,
Pounding,
Down.
Rain.
Waves of guilt and shame,
Blotting out the cast iron sky,
Reverberating with a bass all its own.
It comes in swells,
Pouring and driving in turn,
Obscuring vision and drowning hope,
Searing light too fleeting to offer illumination.
It comes in torrents,
All the what ifs and whys,
Crescendo of disbelief and denial,
Sorrowful sounds drown out by fat drops against glass.
It comes ceaselessly,
Rolling in furious bales,
Hate and anger slashed plum and green,
Through a canvas bruised, tattered and scarred.
It comes and never stops,
Ear splitting peals,
Broken glass,
Memories,
Crashing,
Falling,
Words,
Pleas,
Shame,
Guilt,
Fear,
Pain,
Pounding,
Pounding,
Pounding,
Down.
Rain.
Published 20th Dec 2017
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20th Dec 2017 10:39pm
another powerful write...living as I do in a place where it can rain for days at a time, it's relentless is well captured in the form of this poem
20th Dec 2017 11:07pm
While I am sorry you have so much rain with which to contend, I am pleased you enjoyed the poem.
It was inspired by one of my favorite Concrete Blonde songs ("Rain") on a particularly difficult night. That evening, it was indeed relentless. Thank you for finding the heart in the writing.
It was inspired by one of my favorite Concrete Blonde songs ("Rain") on a particularly difficult night. That evening, it was indeed relentless. Thank you for finding the heart in the writing.
