Poems About Rain Published by Members Recently Online
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
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3 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
479 reads
3 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
479 reads
3 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
my driveway in june
I sit in the yard in a folding chair
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
#children
#childhood
#rain
#memories
#SelfReflection
220 reads
2 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
my driveway in june
I sit in the yard in a folding chair
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
#children
#childhood
#rain
#memories
#SelfReflection
220 reads
2 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
my driveway in june
I sit in the yard in a folding chair
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
#children
#childhood
#rain
#memories
#SelfReflection
220 reads
2 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
my driveway in june
I sit in the yard in a folding chair
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
#children
#childhood
#rain
#memories
#SelfReflection
220 reads
2 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
6th Jun 2023 00:41am
my driveway in june
I sit in the yard in a folding chair
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
a cheerfully bright blue sky overhead
billowing white clouds with a touch of grey
my children laughing as they play
drops begin to fall to my surprise
my wildlings run for cover to stay dry
I remember in my own childhood
I would never escape to the inside
I have missed the rain on my skin
it reaches deep into the crevice within
I lay on the cement as it comes down
lose myself in cleansing tears from the heavens
I hear a sigh and open my eyes
"This is nice." my...
#children
#childhood
#rain
#memories
#SelfReflection
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 12:26pm
25th Aug 2024 12:26pm
Let the rain be me
Girl I know the sun has gone
the clouds have come here all along
rain is your only friend
this storm never ends
I know that winter has a lonely sting
But winter soon gives way to spring
rain is falling tender
life begins with all it's splendor
I know your skies are dark & grey
and the rain comes down all day
rain can be fresh & sweet as I know you are
if you take my hand we'll travel through the stars
Rain is falling tender eternally
Let the rain be me
the clouds have come here all along
rain is your only friend
this storm never ends
I know that winter has a lonely sting
But winter soon gives way to spring
rain is falling tender
life begins with all it's splendor
I know your skies are dark & grey
and the rain comes down all day
rain can be fresh & sweet as I know you are
if you take my hand we'll travel through the stars
Rain is falling tender eternally
Let the rain be me
#lyrics
#motivational
#rain
#rhyming
#sadness
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 12:26pm
25th Aug 2024 12:26pm
Let the rain be me
Girl I know the sun has gone
the clouds have come here all along
rain is your only friend
this storm never ends
I know that winter has a lonely sting
But winter soon gives way to spring
rain is falling tender
life begins with all it's splendor
I know your skies are dark & grey
and the rain comes down all day
rain can be fresh & sweet as I know you are
if you take my hand we'll travel through the stars
Rain is falling tender eternally
Let the rain be me
the clouds have come here all along
rain is your only friend
this storm never ends
I know that winter has a lonely sting
But winter soon gives way to spring
rain is falling tender
life begins with all it's splendor
I know your skies are dark & grey
and the rain comes down all day
rain can be fresh & sweet as I know you are
if you take my hand we'll travel through the stars
Rain is falling tender eternally
Let the rain be me
#lyrics
#motivational
#rain
#rhyming
#sadness
141 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 12:26pm
25th Aug 2024 12:26pm
Let the rain be me
Girl I know the sun has gone
the clouds have come here all along
rain is your only friend
this storm never ends
I know that winter has a lonely sting
But winter soon gives way to spring
rain is falling tender
life begins with all it's splendor
I know your skies are dark & grey
and the rain comes down all day
rain can be fresh & sweet as I know you are
if you take my hand we'll travel through the stars
Rain is falling tender eternally
Let the rain be me
the clouds have come here all along
rain is your only friend
this storm never ends
I know that winter has a lonely sting
But winter soon gives way to spring
rain is falling tender
life begins with all it's splendor
I know your skies are dark & grey
and the rain comes down all day
rain can be fresh & sweet as I know you are
if you take my hand we'll travel through the stars
Rain is falling tender eternally
Let the rain be me
#lyrics
#motivational
#rain
#rhyming
#sadness
141 reads
8 Comments
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