The Poetry of Rain


Iíve always loved the poetry of rain
As such a force of nature I could feel,
In flow of alley creeks, a distant train,
A way of life and loss it would reveal.

Iíd run to classes Monday in a storm,
Iíve always loved the poetry of rain.
At night a cold in bed is safe & warm,
One corner of the ceiling with a stain.

I was a tempest tossíd that never came,
Instead, direction was within my pen.
Iíve always loved the poetry of rain,
To never stop, not if I live again.

Today the southland winter sun is gone
To overcast an evening on the wane.
In fact I feel a poíem coming on,
Iíve always loved the poetry of rain.

Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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