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.
Allow Compassion To Reign Upon Humanity
Devoid of festering and lamented bitter sorrows
Doves soaring in search higher grounds burying turmoil of past tomorrows
The covenant of rainbow between God and man
None holier unto humanity from where we stand
He who seeks shall find peace, within their reach
For the masqueraded, acrimony, rancor, discontent shall never lash the meek
Time is not assured by the human’s mind
Life is the blink of an eye in God’s time
Turn away and allow Sodom and Gomorrah to burn ...
Doves soaring in search higher grounds burying turmoil of past tomorrows
The covenant of rainbow between God and man
None holier unto humanity from where we stand
He who seeks shall find peace, within their reach
For the masqueraded, acrimony, rancor, discontent shall never lash the meek
Time is not assured by the human’s mind
Life is the blink of an eye in God’s time
Turn away and allow Sodom and Gomorrah to burn ...
#homelessness
#rain
#spiritual
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Storm
In the night your electricity
flashes upon my vein's doorsteps.
Your thunder's roar roams
my brain's craving cortex.
You are here.
No longer protected by just near.
Rain thrashes my ground,
liquid lust.
Flashing, roaring, drenching.
Invitationless.
Away blows my dress,
naked plains of flesh.
To receive your storm.
My deep soul severely
transformed.
flashes upon my vein's doorsteps.
Your thunder's roar roams
my brain's craving cortex.
You are here.
No longer protected by just near.
Rain thrashes my ground,
liquid lust.
Flashing, roaring, drenching.
Invitationless.
Away blows my dress,
naked plains of flesh.
To receive your storm.
My deep soul severely
transformed.
#lust
#rain
#storm
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Desiccated
burning outside in
breathing in satanic dust
how I long for rain
pelting me with cold life force
hydrating my soul
breathing in satanic dust
how I long for rain
pelting me with cold life force
hydrating my soul
#desert
#rain
#tanka
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Summer Rain
summer rain is gently falling
on the trees both short and tall in
the forest on the mountain,
a liquid luscious from sky fountain
sustaining life for every being
as I'm sitting drinking tea in
the light of early morning
rhythmic rhyming here now dawning
pitter patter pitter patter
raindrops falling then they shatter
on tree branches and the ground,
on my car roof with soothing sound
as waves of natural condensation
create from evaporation
drips which trickle into streams,
ocean mixed with sunlight...
on the trees both short and tall in
the forest on the mountain,
a liquid luscious from sky fountain
sustaining life for every being
as I'm sitting drinking tea in
the light of early morning
rhythmic rhyming here now dawning
pitter patter pitter patter
raindrops falling then they shatter
on tree branches and the ground,
on my car roof with soothing sound
as waves of natural condensation
create from evaporation
drips which trickle into streams,
ocean mixed with sunlight...
#nature
#rain
#summer
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Sacred Moon
when I look up at the heavens
the moon, like a
sacramental bread
held up in the sky
with the divine hands,
beckoning me for a
spiritual communion
Let me consume you, O moon
sanctify me with your
holy rays;
redeem me from my sins,
for I'm a sinner
You are the body
of the divine...
Let in this Eucharistic union
the rain falls like the wine
and cleanses me with its sanctity;
You stay in me forever
and I in you...
for I am a sinner;
consecrate me,
O moon...
the moon, like a
sacramental bread
held up in the sky
with the divine hands,
beckoning me for a
spiritual communion
Let me consume you, O moon
sanctify me with your
holy rays;
redeem me from my sins,
for I'm a sinner
You are the body
of the divine...
Let in this Eucharistic union
the rain falls like the wine
and cleanses me with its sanctity;
You stay in me forever
and I in you...
for I am a sinner;
consecrate me,
O moon...
#moon
#nature
#rain
#redemption
#spiritual
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Anticipation
I can look into the sky and notice rain unfallen
I can feel shifts in energy, a miserable calling
When you hurt, I can feel it from forever away
When you snap, it has power to ruin my day
I can sense when the feelings have begun to cease
When I can’t seem to meet your most basic of needs
My chest tightens painfully when things go awry
My only coping skill is to shelter and cry
I’ve been trying forever, I don’t possess the skills
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to heal
But I’m tired of running, it’s not healthy to cower ...
I can feel shifts in energy, a miserable calling
When you hurt, I can feel it from forever away
When you snap, it has power to ruin my day
I can sense when the feelings have begun to cease
When I can’t seem to meet your most basic of needs
My chest tightens painfully when things go awry
My only coping skill is to shelter and cry
I’ve been trying forever, I don’t possess the skills
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to heal
But I’m tired of running, it’s not healthy to cower ...
#anxiety
#earth
#LifeAsAWriter
#rain
#spiritual
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beryllium
In the center of a hurricane there is absolute peace and
quiet. There is no safer place than in the center of the will
of God.”—Corrie Ten Boom
her kiss was not the dew at dawn,
her rouge no golden hue;
the spirit of the gentle faun
found here no xanadu.
she raped the wealth of pleasant lands,
havocked the caribbleau,
life’s peace accord, torn, in her hands,
her winds a wild tableau.
pillaging roofs and trees and boats,
her anger made a stew,
transporting pigs and cows and goats
far from their...
quiet. There is no safer place than in the center of the will
of God.”—Corrie Ten Boom
her kiss was not the dew at dawn,
her rouge no golden hue;
the spirit of the gentle faun
found here no xanadu.
she raped the wealth of pleasant lands,
havocked the caribbleau,
life’s peace accord, torn, in her hands,
her winds a wild tableau.
pillaging roofs and trees and boats,
her anger made a stew,
transporting pigs and cows and goats
far from their...
#environment
#rain
#storm
#water
#wind
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Rustled (By The Wind)
The leaden skies cover (her) completely.
Clouds, like glutted lips, brim with moisture and then rain down.
At once, its vastness is sodden, & every stem is the more fertile with beaming color.
But one, the greater of these!
This rose, whose petals have been teased apart, reveals its splendor!
Her stigma, as rustled by the wind.
As sung to by a humming (Sunbird).
Gift a gift that makes trinkets of mortal indulgence.
Clouds, like glutted lips, brim with moisture and then rain down.
At once, its vastness is sodden, & every stem is the more fertile with beaming color.
But one, the greater of these!
This rose, whose petals have been teased apart, reveals its splendor!
Her stigma, as rustled by the wind.
As sung to by a humming (Sunbird).
Gift a gift that makes trinkets of mortal indulgence.
#rain
#relationships
#romantic
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Before Covering Her Up
Michael looked outside
and saw that Nancy enjoys
dancing naked when
it rains before covering
her up with a warm blanket.
and saw that Nancy enjoys
dancing naked when
it rains before covering
her up with a warm blanket.
#fiction
#home
#rain
#sensual
#tanka
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LATE NIGHT STEALTHY RAINFALL'S PASSING HEALING SONG (somewhere around 1989; San Diego, California)
some faint steady
rhythmic sound
gently rouses me from my sleep
here at three a m
compelling me to get up out of bed
with eyes still partially closed
to go to my nearest window
where to my hypnogogic
pleasantly surprised delight
i unexpectedly discovered
then irresistibly chose to linger
to more deeply savor
listening to the steady
primal cleansing hypnotic sound
of a stealthily passing
late night coastal storm s
trance like pouring rainfall
dreamlike...
rhythmic sound
gently rouses me from my sleep
here at three a m
compelling me to get up out of bed
with eyes still partially closed
to go to my nearest window
where to my hypnogogic
pleasantly surprised delight
i unexpectedly discovered
then irresistibly chose to linger
to more deeply savor
listening to the steady
primal cleansing hypnotic sound
of a stealthily passing
late night coastal storm s
trance like pouring rainfall
dreamlike...
#memories
#nature
#night
#rain
#spiritual
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LITTLE WET FEET (4-28-1988; walking in the rain at the AZALEA TRAIL PARK, near Fickle Hill, Arcata, California)
as i walk listening
to thoughts that come and go
thoughts which take
brief refuge
from this sudden
unexpected
gentle falling rain s
delicate delight
as it s countless
little wet feet
dance so lightly
so sweetly
so intimately here
upon my joyously receptive face
their happy free dance
of life itself
and upon the leaves
of all these naked
green plants and trees
everywhere here
surrounding me ...
to thoughts that come and go
thoughts which take
brief refuge
from this sudden
unexpected
gentle falling rain s
delicate delight
as it s countless
little wet feet
dance so lightly
so sweetly
so intimately here
upon my joyously receptive face
their happy free dance
of life itself
and upon the leaves
of all these naked
green plants and trees
everywhere here
surrounding me ...
#gratitude
#healing
#nature
#rain
#uplifting
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blow me away
you are such a crazy butterfly
flying around and around all the flowers...
nectar on your lips.
nectar in your pores.
nectar in everything in you.
open wings,
windows side by side,
light curtains.
nectar on the windows,
in your wings,
uncovered.
you are a butterfly and I...
I'm flying around you...
flowers that wait, crazy!
flying around and around all the flowers...
nectar on your lips.
nectar in your pores.
nectar in everything in you.
open wings,
windows side by side,
light curtains.
nectar on the windows,
in your wings,
uncovered.
you are a butterfly and I...
I'm flying around you...
flowers that wait, crazy!
#butterfly
#passion
#rain
#storm
#wind
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