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It Only Hurts Because It Rains

Wandering eyes piercing silent wounds focusing on whatever temporarily resumed wondering what havoc makes this love abound never turning to look around eyes only for each other closer than a brother lush we have in togetherness swoon not a fragile balloon stare into the deepest oceans blue and hazel turn into private notions a precious gem of emerald green sparkling in winters seen focusing on what's golden values set in motionless smoulder shameless in perfection felt turn no tables forever dwelt may no person interfere their name will smear melodies steep the night holding on tight viking and Celt collide conveying what's on the inside seeking virtues amongst the plains it only hurts because it rains

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Malabika Ray Choudhury

Date: 8/2/2021 4:46:00 PM

A wonderful poem, Angela, about love and relationship. "it only hurts because it rains" - amazing line

Angela Crabtree
Date: 8/2/2021 8:37:00 PM

Thank you Malabika :)

Ken Rone

Date: 5/5/2021 12:13:00 PM

Angelica: what a great line, so simple yet so perfect. Four adjetives, one verb (past tense). "a precious gem of emerald green sparkling in winters seen..." - Ken

Angela Crabtree
Date: 8/2/2021 8:36:00 PM

Thank you Ken :)

Gary Radice

Date: 3/22/2021 1:04:00 PM

Great poem and I absolutely love the title.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/25/2021 11:13:00 AM

Thank you, Gary :)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/22/2021 7:18:00 AM

Thanks for your visit. Hugs Rick.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/25/2021 11:12:00 AM

Hugs back :)

Akkina Downing

Date: 3/17/2021 10:51:00 AM

Angela, this is so beautifully done! I love love it :)

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/25/2021 11:12:00 AM

Thank you, Akkina :)

Paul Callus

Date: 3/9/2021 9:33:00 AM

This poem speaks of a personal experience in a relationship, one which the reader accepts without needing to intrude further. ~ Regards // paul

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/14/2021 4:08:00 PM

Thank you, Paul :)

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/8/2021 7:30:00 AM

- A wonderful poem, Angela - Western Norway where I live has a rich historical heritage and many visible traces of the Vikings :) - They did not care about the rain but were afraid of thunder :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/14/2021 3:57:00 PM

Thank you, Anne-Lise :)

Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 3/7/2021 12:33:00 PM

Good pen Angela, rather fine imagery with insightful thought too. Blessings,Gordon

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/14/2021 3:48:00 PM

Thank you, Gordon :)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/7/2021 7:18:00 AM

I like the historical mixture within this passionate piece.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/14/2021 3:36:00 PM

Thank you, Richard :)

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 3/7/2021 1:27:00 AM

Introspective poem with a hint of romance. I love the emotions in this poem. Hope you'll have a lovely Sunday.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/14/2021 3:26:00 PM

Thank you, Victor :)

Harry Horsman

Date: 3/6/2021 8:52:00 PM

What a wonderful poem this is, and so much can i relate to it, my father and mother, blue and hazel eyes and i with the green, also my dna is viking. To my fav.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/14/2021 3:21:00 PM

Thank you, Harry. I really appreciate it :)

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 3/6/2021 5:31:00 PM

This is truly beautiful Angela and it reads from either top to bottom or bottom to top, either way it’s lovely. Belle

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/6/2021 6:34:00 PM

Thank you, Belle :)

Vijay Pandit

Date: 3/6/2021 3:29:00 PM

In perfect love harmony this poem speaks. Quite an emotive expression in precious words, Angela.

Angela Crabtree
Date: 3/6/2021 6:34:00 PM

Thank you, Vijay :)