Rain Poems
#rain
Poetry about rain, an ingenuity of the natural world. Beautiful nature poems about how rain nourishes the earth and provides life. Also poems about the power of rain, and how too much of it can negatively impact our lives.
I Just Want Warmth
Oh, how I hate these changing seasons,
cold, warm, warm, cold.
Mother Nature, please make up your mind,
can I work in the yard or prepare for more ice?
Rain here, sleet there,
I just want my garden and sweet tea,
that would be nice.
Winter boots or tank tops, or a mixture of both?
Take one off, put two back on, what a cruel joke.
cold, warm, warm, cold.
Mother Nature, please make up your mind,
can I work in the yard or prepare for more ice?
Rain here, sleet there,
I just want my garden and sweet tea,
that would be nice.
Winter boots or tank tops, or a mixture of both?
Take one off, put two back on, what a cruel joke.
#rain
#snow
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Saints Decay
In hallowed ground where whispers cease
Stands the saint, in rain’s soft grief
A figure draped in shadow's lease
Amidst the world’s withering leaf
With head bowed low, a crown of moss
His flesh a canvas pale and worn
Each droplet’s kiss, a silent gloss
Upon the scars of love—now torn
Around him lies the fading light
The flowers wilting, petals fall
Each heartbeat mourns the creeping night
As silence binds the earth in thrall
The heavens weep for days gone by
For souls entwined in sacred breath
Yet still...
Stands the saint, in rain’s soft grief
A figure draped in shadow's lease
Amidst the world’s withering leaf
With head bowed low, a crown of moss
His flesh a canvas pale and worn
Each droplet’s kiss, a silent gloss
Upon the scars of love—now torn
Around him lies the fading light
The flowers wilting, petals fall
Each heartbeat mourns the creeping night
As silence binds the earth in thrall
The heavens weep for days gone by
For souls entwined in sacred breath
Yet still...
#death
#graveyard
#rain
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Oh Yes, Make Me Water, My Love
Feed me grapes from the vine of its lover’s cup
Sweeten elixir streaming down my chin, you slowly lick it up
My back rests on a soft patch of moss
Take my mind and body, surrendering my words unto thee, suspending me for a weakening passionate loss
Umm…what a beautiful tumble and a toss
Greek Gods and Greek Goddesses, sultry sway to the echoes of the harp
A rainbow kissed by the Moon and the Universe, passionately larks
I have descended from the sky you clasped my hand
This is no ordinary love...
Sweeten elixir streaming down my chin, you slowly lick it up
My back rests on a soft patch of moss
Take my mind and body, surrendering my words unto thee, suspending me for a weakening passionate loss
Umm…what a beautiful tumble and a toss
Greek Gods and Greek Goddesses, sultry sway to the echoes of the harp
A rainbow kissed by the Moon and the Universe, passionately larks
I have descended from the sky you clasped my hand
This is no ordinary love...
#mythology
#rain
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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My Spanish Seductora
I shall always remember
sweet Sophia from Spain,
in a backless, red dress that fit so tight.
In an erotic fandango, with passion intertwined,
on that romantic, rainy night,
over me, she swayed in a
seductive lover's dance.
Now, with the falling of
a warm, salvaje rain,
over me, my umbrella
entwines with the wind,
up and down, side to side,
bringing back the memory
of that rainy night
with Sophia.
sweet Sophia from Spain,
in a backless, red dress that fit so tight.
In an erotic fandango, with passion intertwined,
on that romantic, rainy night,
over me, she swayed in a
seductive lover's dance.
Now, with the falling of
a warm, salvaje rain,
over me, my umbrella
entwines with the wind,
up and down, side to side,
bringing back the memory
of that rainy night
with Sophia.
#erotic
#rain
#sex
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how about I just sit here nice and quiet
old bloke in the bar says
I can’t go home in this weather, not with
my chest and this cough
but the publican replies
sorry mate, we’re closing
up and you can’t stay here all night
aye, says the old bloke, it’s
a conundrum, right enough ..
I can’t go home in this weather, not with
my chest and this cough
but the publican replies
sorry mate, we’re closing
up and you can’t stay here all night
aye, says the old bloke, it’s
a conundrum, right enough ..
#alcohol
#fear
#rain
#storm
#wind
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What Did I Drink At That Party Last Night?
After the rain stopped,
Nancy woke up and saw she
was naked and next to Paul.
Nancy woke up and saw she
was naked and next to Paul.
#fiction
#friendship
#home
#rain
#sex
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Unconditional
I'm dying and I'm happy.
I lie on the bed watching the rain through the window as it greets the trees,the ground,my home.
It says hello to each in a slightly different voice but not with different amounts of love.
I'm dying and I'm happy.
The rain makes it so.
And
Now it gently whispers
That it's time for me to go.
I lie on the bed watching the rain through the window as it greets the trees,the ground,my home.
It says hello to each in a slightly different voice but not with different amounts of love.
I'm dying and I'm happy.
The rain makes it so.
And
Now it gently whispers
That it's time for me to go.
#death
#happiness
#rain
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Fire and Rain
Your praying for God to send the rain.
Who then prayed for God to send the fire?
Perhaps God's just a faith for hire.!
Who then prayed for God to send the fire?
Perhaps God's just a faith for hire.!
#fire
#rain
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En-tranced
from the sky the ocean's falling
returning to the sea
tumbling as the Earth keeps calling
pulled by gravity
pitter pitter pitter patter
mesmerizing sound
on the roof the raindrops chatter
before flowing to the ground
pitter pitter pitter patter
rhythmic sounds en-trance
waves of waves of raindrops natter
as on the roof they dance
pitter pitter pitter patter
hypnotically their sound
let's me know what doesn't matter
in what's all around
pitter pitter pitter patter
enthralled naturally ...
returning to the sea
tumbling as the Earth keeps calling
pulled by gravity
pitter pitter pitter patter
mesmerizing sound
on the roof the raindrops chatter
before flowing to the ground
pitter pitter pitter patter
rhythmic sounds en-trance
waves of waves of raindrops natter
as on the roof they dance
pitter pitter pitter patter
hypnotically their sound
let's me know what doesn't matter
in what's all around
pitter pitter pitter patter
enthralled naturally ...
#rain
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Calm before the storm
WHY is it always before the storm that hangs in the rain drops, that just before the storm arrives that the atmosphere, slowly began to take a shape and form over the world 🌎 For sure you can make an aura of space and time out of the deepness of the sounds, of the rain drops hitting the ground still protecting you ☔ as it falls from the skies, as the clouds begin to change. From white to gray then dark, taking forms of different stages, as the rain is echoing in the back ground like tapping, on a old tin roof that over time has become rusted, and beat up from the pounding, like...
#clouds
#earth
#rain
#storm
#wind
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Summer Rain
Listen to the raging summer rain
Mercilessly battering the ground -
Drops bouncing like crickets all around.
What heights its descent has drained
Into the pools when it came unbound!
My head is made silent by the sound
And a sense of cleanliness will remain
After everything's been washed down
And the neighborhood streets have drowned.
Harder still it strikes the window pane -
'Tho a peculiar sun broke through a cloud.
So long as the raindrops continue to pound -
Listen to the raging summer rain!
Mercilessly battering the ground -
Drops bouncing like crickets all around.
What heights its descent has drained
Into the pools when it came unbound!
My head is made silent by the sound
And a sense of cleanliness will remain
After everything's been washed down
And the neighborhood streets have drowned.
Harder still it strikes the window pane -
'Tho a peculiar sun broke through a cloud.
So long as the raindrops continue to pound -
Listen to the raging summer rain!
#rain
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Strife
When storms do break and heavens weep
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
#Christian
#God
#rain
#religion
#storm
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