Resurrection Rain
Two old flames took a boat one April day
out on a small lake as dark clouds formed above.
The woman had a question which unanswered lay
as heavy as the clouds which they took no notice of
until, at last, the woman heard the truth from her old love. . .
In silence they drifted, each one yearning to regain
the passion lost, and then the sky spilled tears for longing’s ache.
All at once, there was a ring of sweet laughter in that rain
as a resurrection with the torrent came,
and then, their burning bodies, drenched, rekindled the old flame.
Inspired by the movie The Notebook
and Francine Roberts'
Spring Rain Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012
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