The Sun is raining down on me
To warm the watery mystery
That also sometimes likes to fall
To change from clouds pressed over all.
Formerly that greedy cloud
Darkened, thundering out-loud -
What lovely gifts we freely get.
Some come dry. Some are wet.
Days drip gray upon my head.
My heart runs red like rain
That ever flows while living goes
Through pleasant breathing pain.
Would I knew why skies turned blue
And kept me safe from harm
I’d ever praise these rain-gray days
Extending youthful charm.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille Monday hosted by Kim from Writing in North Norfolk. The word for the quadrille is “rain”.
Photos: “Morning After Night Showers”, above, and “Gray Day with Waves”, below.
Rain is wet like water,
Not so hard as ice,
Not so hot my hand gets hot,
Messy, mostly nice.
The Sun thinks clouds are funny.
They block the warmth of day
Making fantasies up high–
Carousels turn in the sky–
Friendly, flowing play.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting and the theme is to put a positive spin on “rain”, “rein” or “reign”. I am also linking this to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt. Come join us in writing for these prompts.
Photo: Sue Vincent provided the photo for the #writephoto prompt.
Circling rain from hurricane
Leaks through the wrecked roof.
Only hope can drain:
Up comes wavy proof
Drowning the dry place
In torrential waste.
Nightmares blocking bliss
End with fear and pain.
Sink with thoughts of only this.
Sink in wet of wider rain.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille Monday hosted by Bjorn using the word “bliss”. I am thinking of Hurricane Harvey. The poem also represents the “acrostic” form which I plan to use for this Thursday’s dVerse form prompt.
Photo: “Cloudiness” by the author linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with theme “A Cloudy Configuration”.
A little rain, a little wet
A little sun we won’t forget
A drizzle, drazzle, druzzle there
A frazzle frizzled up somewhere
Mushy, splushy, gushy kiss
Happy dragging worlds through bliss
A liftoff love crash lands with pain
Healing hearts light dance in rain
Linked to dVerse Quadrille #30 hosted by Mish with the prompt word “drizzle”.
Linked to NaPoWriMo2017 Day Ten although I realize actually writing one poem a day is beyond me.
Photo: “First Draft” by the author. This was my starting point. That whitish background is the desk I made myself out of a sheet of plywood decades ago and still use.
Some humor shines best when it’s sunny.
Others want rain thick and runny.
We’re soaked when the skies
Shed big tears through God’s eyes
From His laughter. He thought we were funny.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 28: Rain.
What’s it like to be a pigeon living on the street?
Crumbs collect and raindrops fall. Dodge the people’s feet.