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Details | Tanka | |

HEAVEN'S GIFTS

Three gifts from Heaven 
All priceless in their appeal
Yes.. Faith, Hope and Love
They descend on us like rain
And the greatest of these.. Love!

Contest: Regina's "Faith, Hope and Love Tanka"
Date: 8-27-14
Poet: Lyric Man


Details | Dodoitsu | |

Furies of heat and water

the burning ball of sunlight
the wind fueling hotbeds
flaming aisles paralyze
heated steering wheels 

the pouring sky floods landscapes
the gusty wind fuels waves
submerged aisles paralyze 
rusted steering wheels

worlds in motion and despair
fire and water destroy
while occupants paralyze
heaviest  steering wheels

furies of heat and water
as presented on the news
people in traffic jams and
opposite rages 

© Elly Wouterse

Entry for Giorgio A.V.'s
Impress me - V (Old / New) Free Poetry Contest Details
7th theme - Nature


Details | Ballad | |

Noonday Sun

Noonday Sun

Suffering, so much suffering astounds,
Suffering brings us to our very knees,
And cries out to us in sleepless nights,
In the morning, fatigued and wrenched,
Begging for a reprieve from the day,
The sun is blocked by the sound of our own doubt,
“Where is the end of all this?”
“To what end is this, Lord Buddha?”
And he points to the clouds,
And says, “Wait”
And in that moments waiting,
We think to our children,
And we look to their faces, smiling faces though still starving in tattered rags,
And we understand, that there is a brighter day for them,
For someone made the Sun I tell you,
For someone made the Sun,
And as the Son heats the clouds,
We feel the wind on our heat scorched faces,
And we say, “Allah, what is the meaning of this?”
And she says, “Wait!”
And in that moments waiting,
We think of Mother Jones pleading for her people as she speaks truth to power.
And as droplets of rain begin to fall into our sordid subconscious,
We begin to grasp the nature of a Grace that suffers with us,
And as droplets of rain begin to fall into our sordid subconscious,
We look to each other,
And feel the warmth of a Noonday sun.


Details | Rhyme | |

Smile

Hot 
Tears 
Stream 
Down.
Lava rain on a window pane.

Pain and struggle deteriorate the mind,
clock with out a tick, 
Just a waste of time. 

The Devil shows in spurts 
killing our inner minds, 
but God lurks and 
In him you will find 

Your sanctuary, 
little bit of heaven. 

May be hidden, like 
sherlock you MUST detect it, 
find it. 

The Holy Trinity. 

Protect hearts from 
The ideologies of society. 
Let your mind be free. 
Break titanium chains of obscurity.

Let your eyes be wise,
Visual intellectuals.
Let hearts love freely.

White Doves defying gravity with 
Glistening ruby rose petals.

The great ones struggled. 
Adversity rampant. 
Overcame the strain.
For that, 
They are heroic. 

Sear ambitions in your mind,
A picture you framed it. 
View it everyday 
Erase pain you came with.

Angels transformed by the New Testament.

The next day comes, 
Birds croon a harmonious song 
As they bask in the Sun.

Angels transformed by the new testament.


Our lost ones are adding glow to the Sun. 
Through fire rain and
Smoky clouds,  

God's Son's rays always shine through. 

Let loved ones gain 
Immortality through contagious smiles
Reflecting the Light.
As we create
Our own spotlights.


Details | Verse | |

Wildflowers

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
 
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB


Details | Cowboy | |

The Farmer and The Cowboy / Deuteronomy 11:13

The Farmer woke, 
Before break of day, 
And for a little rain did pray. 
Then hitched his team, 
And plowed the land, 
Given him by the Master’s hand. 
 
The Cowboy awoke, 
And a prayer he sighed, 
“Please give us rain, for the prairie is dry.” 
Then in the heat, 
He did rope and brand, 
The cattle given him by the Master’s hand. 
 
At night, before sleep, 
The Farmer read, 
The words from the Bible that God had said, 
“If you’ll keep my Commandments, 
In it’s season I’ll make it rain, 
And you shall eat, 
And your land shall fill with grain.” 
 
The Cowboy fell asleep remembering, 
A verse his Ma had read, 
A promise God made and the words he said, 
“Love and serve the Lord God, 
And it shall come to pass, 
That I shall make it rain, 
And for the cattle, there shall be grass.” 
 
So each resolved, in his own way, 
To be a better man, 
And follow closely the Commandments, 
And there-fore save the land. 
 
And though they never met, 
They prayed for the same thing, 
And watched the sky for the clouds, 
And the rain that they would bring. 
 
And though it was long in coming, 
The drops fell upon the land, 
And revived and refreshed these special places, 
Given by the Master’s hand. 
 
The Farmer and the Cowboy, 
Each prayed for the land of which they were fond, 
And through their belief, they saved the Earth, 
Through the Lord’s Common Bond.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








Details | Light Poetry | |

For The Soul's Good

What a difference the sun makes. All the flowers begin to show And the meadows we pass Are full of lush green grass While all the earth takes on a warm glow. Yet we know rain is also needed Or the meadows will be parched and dry. And all the flowers that bloom With their own sweet perfume Will slowly wither and die. So it is with the seed that is planted Deep within the heart of us all. Though it is tended by LOVE Through God's grace above He allows some rain to fall. For it is tears that nurture compassion. Tenderness can come out of pain. For all the struggles we bear Are to teach us to care. They're all part of life's pure refrain. The earth is nourished by sunshine Yet the rain replenishes too. For the earth to succeed It is both that she'll need So nature provides her due. In our lives we want joy and laughter Yet sorrow too must play its part. So each soul receives its measure Of pain and pleasure So love can blossom in the garden of the heart.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Beside me

The night of the fallen,the fall in the deep
I wake up exploring my thoughts in my sleep
I shake up believing it all was a game
Taking me under an ocean of rain

You stand there beside me to ease up the pain
Without you it's all just adventure to gain
A proud face- the star leading me on my path
Shining, to give me the strength of your light

In order are finally all priorities set
Happiness, joy from the world to get
Go, fight, become whoever you want,
Your dreams are all yet to be found...


Details | Free verse | |

Refuge

I find myself in the middle of an ocean
Lighting, rain and waves crashing
No land in sight
No refuge in sight
No beacon to point me home
I struggle to stay afloat
The water so cold and black
How did I get here?
Where do I go?
What can I do?
Frantically I search
I look all around
But there’s nowhere to turn
I shout with all I have
But there’s no one to hear
The storm is relentless
The waves continue to roll and splash
Trying to shove me under
I can taste the saltiness of the water
As a wave catches me
Slaps me in the face
The water burning my eyes
Blurring my vision
Making me panic
Making me want to fight harder
To keep my head above water
But my legs are growing weary
My arms are starting to tire out
My feet are like cement 
My breath ragged and fatigued
As the rain beats down
I cry out again in desperation
As I start to sink
Down to a watery grave
Into the depths below
The water so icy and wet
In my mouth
Down my throat
Burning in my lungs
Fully submerged now
I look up at the surface
And I see hope
I see refuge
I see a hand
Reaching down to me
Tightly grasping me
Pulling me against the force
That’s pulling me under
My head breaks the surface
My eyes open wide
As I gulp in the air
Pulled free and rescued
Not a moment too soon
Not a moment too late


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Free verse | |

Inevitable Fate

Everybody knows the poor stay poor, right?
Ohh poor me…Ohh poor me they cry…
Yet they do nothing, absolutely nothing to change things
I say,  stop your crying…
Ohh poor me Ohh poor me
Shun that miserable disposition of yours and change things
I believe in you…I think you actually CAN do it…
Why don’t we go off…off to college or trade school
I will take you…guide you…help you cry no longer
Ohh poor me…Ohh poor me

Everyone knows the fight is fixed, right?
Yet they continue to gamble on their dreams
They count on luck and forget about hard work
A young beauty wishes to be saved by some prince
Ohh save me prince…save me prince
Yet she does nothing…nothing to save herself from a life of dependency…
I say, why not get some self-confidence
Let’s look past the torrid rain that surges down
That rain that sometime makes things look so very bleak
You can do it….I believe in you…You are strong
Ohh save me prince…save me prince
You will not need to cry much longer

Everybody knows …the dice are loaded, right?
Yet they do nothing…absolutely nothing to stack the deck in their favor
A man loses his job and he NEVER saved a penny when he was making the ‘big bucks’
He gorged and spent like he was entitled to it…like he was invincible
Now, he cries such a lonely cry....
"How can I go on?"  
"Poor loser me…poor loser me”
I know you can go on…you can get a new job… discover a new skill
You can learn from your mistakes and….
Next time you’ll save your money when times are good
Then there will be far less depression and far less decisions to be made…
Come with me and I will show you that you can do it…You are resilient …
He ignores my plea…and he continues to cry…
“Poor loser me…poor loser me”
He blindly stares at his coffee cup...his glance slowly shifts to the revolver 
He takes a deep breath





Details | Rhyme | |

Misty Rain

Misty rain is all I see
Misty rain all around me.
Lost in the storms of life somewhere
It's almost more than a soul can bear.

Time is an ever rolling thing,
Losing friends in a never ending game.
Lost forever in a world not the same,
Darken skies shedding its rain.

A veil of time like a sentinel stands
Waiting for the summons to enter its land.
Many a friend is lost to its call,
All will enter this misty wall.

Misty rain is all I see
Misty rain all around me.
Tell this story to all around
Friends depart and are not to be found.

Walk in a world dark and grey
Without old friends to light the way.
Misty rain is all I see
Misty rain all around me.

When in time a summons I hear
To my earthly cradle I go without fear.
There my old friends, with arms open wide,
Will lead me to the other side.

From that misty veil one cannot hide
All must enter to get to the other side.
A time of joy follows a day of tears
As friends are waiting to remove all our fears.


Details | Verse | |

In the Rain Drenched Sand

I write a message in the rain drenched sand I scrawl my words with trembling fingers I appeal to him with my thoughts And he listens to my prayers He says, I am his child My whole life he has planned for me He is part of my heart and soul An exquisite shining pearl And like a fisherman gathering his net He gathers his children to him His love has no bounds He is the inspiration for my poetry A light showing the way I write a message in the rain drenched sand I scrawl my words in the wet While he holds my trembling hand Inspired by the poem In The Palm Of His Hand By Vienna Bombardieri Written for the Copy Cat Contest Sponsored by Joann Grisetti


Details | Rhyme | |

What Beauty Is

Beauty Is…

The sharp crunch of a leaf,

red-yellow under your feet

the crisp air of morning hours

the endless colors of all flowers

the exciting sensation of deja-vu

quand tu marches dans une nouvelle rue

it’s the gentle pounding that you get

when your hand touches your chest

the constant beating of your heart,

with no effort on your part–


Beauty is…

The steady patter of the rain

as it goes down the sewer drain

reminding you that with love

come the blessings from above

it’s the sound of a laugh

finding your other better half

it’s the song of a bird

those touching words that you heard

it’s the curve of a smile

that you’ve craved for a while–


Beauty is…

The confidence of an animal in the wild

the innocent sincerity of a child

the softest touch of a mother

a surprise hug from a brother

it’s a father’s warm, gentle gaze

helping someone through a maze

it’s the bond between sisters

of the likes I’ve never known

it’s in friendships so strong

you can’t ever feel alone–


Beauty is…

The balance human beings have

to stand straight on two feet

it’s the magic of the pen

to realize ideas on a sheet

it’s how humans from different

worlds can relate,

it’s your kind neighbour

and supportive classmate

it’s the patience

remarkable people go through

in situations so mind-boggling

you only wonder what you’d do–


Beauty is…

Found in visiting someplace you’ve missed

undeniable in that priceless moment of bliss

in the silent loudness of a sound

as you prostrate with your head on the ground

the sparkling tears of joy from one’s eyes

the discovery of deep truth among the lies

it’s in the unique snowflakes

with their meticulous design

it’s in looking through a microscope

at nature’s details so fine–


Beauty is…

Praying in the woods

among fall leaves and the trees

It’s that sweet smooth loving caress

on your cheeks from the breeze

Beauty is not found in make-up,

nor found through luxurious gates

it’s a universal blessing that many

forget to contemplate–

Now I’m not sure how to end this,

Cuz this topic is quite endless…


Simply put– Beauty is serenity

It’s the peace found within you

it’s no wonder now that we say

Salamu alaikum, Peace be upon you…

So may you find on this day

Colorful wonders out of the gray

You have all the beauty that you need

To satisfy your soul’s spiritual need,

After all, God is sprinkling on us some of His Beauty

And to appreciate it is the least of our duty…. ~


Details | I do not know? | |

The Storm

Rain falls on the roof
Each drop plays a familiar note
I toss and turn no sleep to be found
The storm rages on

A chill fills the summer air
My body aches with fear and longing
No comfort to be found inside
The storm rages on

Raindrops hit my face
One by one, they awaken my senses
To erase fear, doubt, and sensibility
The storm rages on

Lightning streaks across the sky
I am blind to the dangers ahead
In the flash of light I see only hope
The storm rages on

As fast as it came
The rain starts to fade
I retreat inside my shelter
The storm rages on

My thirst overcomes me
I am consumed by the need
To feel the rain on my face again
The storm rages on

The stars shine like gems
On a cloudless night
I toss and turn no sleep to be found
The storm rages on


Details | Verse | |

Jesus' rains

the Word within the water of souls                                                                               Washing the cold shallow bowl                                                                                      The seed of self fell to the ground                                                                                     Oh mighty waters that drown                                                                                          The harden husk of a heart cracked                                                                        Revision the priceless abstract                                                                                      On past the introspective death                                                                                     To sprout new life perspective's breath                                                                            Of darks and lights of wrongs and rights                                                                        Leaving the dark night embracing the bright                                                                      By peaceful still waters a reflection                                                                                 It began with a drop this pool's conception                                                                     Flowing into a world it's self can not contain                                                                   The immeasurable love of the Lord's rain  -Rhymed verse


Details | Free verse | |

THE MURMURING OF A TRAVELER

Once when I was kept in the safest column
 He was already standing beside my mother's womb
 Whispering me lullaby
 And I was happy
 
Before I walk my day
 He was already standing in the doorway
 Packing me provisions so I could make it through the day
 I said 'Where are we going?'
 He said 'To the Garden where river flows'
 And we went
 
We passed by a forest
 Heavily infested with unruly beasts and serpents
 Standing therein were brute trees
 In different sizes and in different shapes
 Whose branches were against each other colliding
 All their leaves stared at me despairing and beeding
 I said 'This is dark, lonely and cold'
 He said 'Tighten your grip, you will be safe'
 And we went
 
To my relief 
We reached a healthy field
 Pleasantly rugged by blossoms of all sorts
 The frogs altogether singing 
Spreading my arms under the rain dancing
 And I was happy
 
I said 'I want to stay here'
 He said 'No, the rain and the blooms are not forever'
 I said ' I will keep some red roses'
 He said 'They are not yours to keep, they wither and die'
 And we went
 
Unto the empty hut, we went
 I approached and cried
 'When are You going to cease giving commands?
 Is this what You brought me here?
 Run my living?
 You are a selfish God!'
 And I wept
 
On shadows, 
He spread me blanket
 On daybreaks,
 He lay me bread
 Yet I wept and wept further
 
Many evenings visited
 I turn and toss 
And toss and turn
 I could not rest
 Like an orphan child standing next to stranger's home
 
To Him I walked, I cried 'I am sorry' 
And said
 'Thank You for Teaching and Guiding
 my restless, fractured, aggressive heart;
 Thank You for being the Source of Light
 where dark alley could I be if You do not lamp my way?;
 Thank You for All-Hearing
 all my longings and unspoken words;
 Thank You for Forbearing
 my dissatisfaction, whining, wanting more and complaining;
 Thank You for being the All-Mighty
 making me strong, I swear I will make it through;
 
And just in case my flesh fails
 Do not leave me by the road
 Take me to the Place where all this journey for'
 
He said
 'How much can you weigh of My bounty?
 I never been unkind to you'
 
Although I wept,
 I was happy
 
And we went.


Details | Narrative | |

The Golden Cup

there he sat, still an Restless
under the muddy light post
on the Slimy, Cruel hill

the Dust blew in a daze
and Mud spat in his face
the Rain began.

there he watched his home Bury away
his mother, father, sister, and son
fly deep into the waves

the Fog sat in, and sat thick
while the Wind roared in wheezing and pushing
the rain kept on

then came a rich, beautiful man
bearing a clean red cross on his chest
his smile sympathetic, but reason hollow

Depression crept in, slow and quiet
picked a spot and was made comfortable
the Rain crashed hard

but there, behind the clean blond hair
over the mud, and past the dirt
a smooth, white cloud beckoned.

his heart, blackened and crushed.
the Rain, deep and dark inside, had Stopped.


Details | Couplet | |

Raindrops Falling

God is blessing me again
with precious little drops of rain.
He’s taken on those watering chores
that had been keeping me outdoors.

Now I have time to take my pen
and ink some poetry again.
I’ll write until the sun comes out
and puts those rain clouds all to rout.

In spring I got a little weary
and grumbled that the days were dreary.
I pleaded for the rain to stop.
A farmer must put in his crop.

The summer brought a bit of drought
and raindrops I have done without.
Until today with welcomed rain
God’s blessing's falling down again.


Details | Bio | |

A Deal With Death

As i sit in this hospital bed right now i start to get weary and i stand up to catch my bearings and i collapse. and as soon as i hit the ground i fall down the rabbit hole so to speak. i reach the end and fall out of a rain gutter, and i fall into this dark street. As i look around there is nothing but these old rickety projects for houses built in this "Jack The Ripper" looking area. and i started walking and saw someone and with every step i took my breathe got a little colder. it wasn't concerning me until i started shaking i got so cold, and i realized i didn't know where the hell i was going i guess i had just been walking for 2 hours. and i stopped walking and realized i was in the same spot where i fell out of the rain gutter. now this bothered me, But then i heard a very old man's soft voice calling my name, i didnt know the man but i recognized the voice. so i started to run towards the echo of his voice and finally caught up with him but as soon as i went to touch him he collapsed into a lifeless corpse laying on his stomach wearing exactly what i was wearing and i turned him over and it was me............. and then i woke up and i found out i was in a 2 and a half month coma and i just came out..


Details | Lyric | |

Exist in Dreams

A dream that dances in waves, and mirrors all you do
So you dance, and hope that some day the song will come from you
This dream is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
The song is picking up speed, so it’s follow or fail alone

A flame that flickers in sync with the shadows by your side
The rain puts out the light, and causes you to hide
This nightmare is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
But this song still hasn’t stopped, and so you dance alone

You cherish sand on the banks of a path winding through a storm
This desert trail is all that you see; too blinding to look beyond
This path is all that exists, and the only way to go
Holding close the sand as you sing, just so you’re not alone

The sand is part of the storm that makes you close your eyes
But now the wind starts to slow, and the scenery makes you cry
This life is all that exists, and the only way to go
The sand falls through your hands, and you carry on alone

A love that blooms into being beneath the darkest skies
Is a life that will venture out despite the lonely nights
So scared, but so unafraid to find what you need to be
Despite the fear that prevails, and tells you what to see

The flames steady and still, and a shadow kneeling down
The rain cleansing your heart as all your fears drown
The sand creating a path, and shielding you from pain
And now, with the wind at your back, you remember why you came

To dream a light shining out for all the world to see
To be more than you think, and beyond all that will be
To create a desire to be the creators of our dreams
To become the mirror of self, and reflect our unity


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


Details | Rhyme | |

Life

I was the sunshine that cradled your day 
that tried to push the clouds away 
I was the sand that ran between your toes 
when you were four years old 
that soon became the rain you danced in 
from seven to eleven 
And I watched you grow in the glow 
of a moon that beamed 
when you turned thirteen 
How unfair you thought I'd become 
when you turned twenty-one 
because you lost a few dreams 
But I stayed awake when you were out late 
I was the stars 'till you turned twenty-eight 
And when you found your love 
"the one" 
I was glimmer in the eye, the blue sky, the sun 
Then you turned thirty-one 
I became cloud, thunder and shower 
there weren't enough minutes to put in your hour 
You forgot how to dance in the rain 
'till you turned forty all you did was complain 
Then you took off your shoes 
and went back to the sand 
I was now the warmth of your child's hand 
At forty-three 
you spent more time with me 
You began 
to understand 
And when you stood fifty years old 
you stayed warm to me even though 
at times I was cold 
How close we grew 
when you turned sixty-two 
The breeze was I 
that hung your grandchild's kite in the sky 
And I'm sorry I made you sad 
when I took "the one" away 
But I was proud 
when you pushed aside that cloud 
and cradled 'me' in the sun 
for the remainder of our day


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Caught In a Deluge

The pouring rain ricocheting in your ear

 Now dearest there is but naught to fear

  Fluctuating rhythmatic ransom notes nigh

   Just another drop of  venom shall make us cry

    The introspection of an unyielding inspection

     Yielded nothing upon these reflections

      The pouring rain ricochets in your fears
 
       Tasting blood the wicked now can hear

Run


My darling as tempests swirl and sway

 Our little one is gone this day

  So now holy father  to whom do we pray

   Signs of light flicker in the darkest corner

    We must never become the lonesome mourner

     Retaining faith deep in solid steel reserves

      Like vigilant warriors of light whom he preserves

       Today they were found, and got what they deserve

Stand


Tall like the oaks he commands respect

 Dear God no longer should we detect

  The burning feelings of our own inadequacy

   Driven over the years to such lunacy

    Tears rolling down the faces of regret

     We did everything without a fret

      Bleeding hearts now atone with brows of sweat

Fall


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LIKE A RAINBOW

People say that rainbows are beautiful
To see one is an experience so wonderful
Gives you a feeling that’s so soulful
Blessing from heaven that is bountiful
 
But you can’t have rainbows without rain
Just like the saying no gain without pain
In stormy times faith you should maintain
In the end sunshine you would surely regain
 
Look forward to the coming of the sun
The rainbow will come when the rain is done
Bringing you hope and filling life with fun
Before you know it the battle had been won
 
Be strong in your faith dear friend
The storm will eventually come to an end
In the meantime warm love to you we send
A love that’s true and friendship without end
 
Together we‘ll wait for the rainbow
With it’s beauty the whole sky will glow
Even through the rain our hearts will know
That hope and love should always flow


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Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


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Demon in the Night

I stand brave at might within my room 
Without a single sight of fear 
As thunder roars from outside 
My heart as pure as gold 
This ugly bloody demon came upon me 
Face so gruesome yet posed expression without a soul to take 
Here in a home of faith that lingers in 
Thou demon in the night you can not have my heart nor soul and steal it within this night 
As the demon spoke to me in tounges 
I could not understand words that's been spoken 
And as I pray on my knees with my merry roseary beds in palm 
I wished for this demon to banish forever from my sight
And never again to appear to me within thee night 
That demon in the night can harm me no more 
By Brian Otoole


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Don't You Rain Me Down! [Not Tonight]

Oh, the moon come up and the water rise,
and the tide, it bowled in the bold moonlight.
And the clouds in the sky sang, “my, it’s time”,
But the rain said “Nil, not tonight”.

Now the clouds in the sky were not takin’ kind,
and replied, “we’re full, and the drops must fly”.
But the rain cried, “two loves are outside,
and we can’t dampen hearts, not tonight”.

"Storm, don’t you rain me down!
Don’t you, don’t you rain me down!
Won’t ya wait, for the light of day,
to rain, to rain me down”?"

See the love outside right there in the grass,
a wee little lad with a wee pretty lass.
Though the lightning flashed and the thunder clapped,
the rain it stayed, held fast.

Oh, the good Lord come, a showing his face,
he asked of the storm what made the delay.
And the rain stood up and stood upright,
“there will be no rain, not tonight”.

"Lord, don’t you rain me down!
Don’t you, don’t you rain me down!
Won’t ya wait, for the light of day,
to rain, to rain me down”?"

Here the good Lord said; "well the Earth is dry,
and you do no good stayin’ up in the sky.
I'm positive that the loves won’t cry,
if you were to visit tonight".

So the rain it fell and the loves got wet,
they held out their hands and the rain held its breath.
The clouds looked down wonderin’ what would happen next…
-and the loves they embraced harder yet.

The lad said “my lass, I’ve been waiting to ask,
for an evening storm like the first one we had.
And the rain has finally fallen tonight,
so, my lady, will you be my wife?”

-And from that day on, 
the rain said;

"Go, and rain me down!
Won’t you, won’t you rain me down?
Don’t ya wait, for the light of day,
to rain, to rain me down”!"


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Dont get your hopes up world

Dont think lifes gonna get better. Becuase like a drop of rain on a leaf, its going to be their and be beutiful. Then, then its gonna slide down that leaf which is your hopes. And that drop is gonna fall onto the ground in a sad splatter. Your hopes will dry up and youll just want to quit. Then it will rain again and you'll feel that again and again. But dont let it fool you. Like its fooled me so many times before. Everyone will always leave some day like a breeze. Blowing around you one minute, then gone.


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Rain


Is it me or does the feeling of the rain set you free?

To stand outside looking up at the sky as the rain falls upon your face, you can’t describe the feeling you get . . .  but you know its something special.

They say water brings life to all things. .  so maybe as it hits our face it brings life to us an liberates us from this world for that little moment in time . . . an in that moment we feel truly free 


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Investigating Jack the Ripper - The Bait

He cuts throats too, my dear friend Ramsay!
How can I sing myself to comfort,
Sing wonderfully, as my father brags,
With a cut throat!?
Perhaps the draining of my fluids shall be our killer's lullaby,
As he sleeps soundly with the soothing flow
Of my newly dead blood!

With an uncertain sigh,
I now stand alone, quaking!
Cruel thought imagining despairing fate
How could Ramsay have so much faith in a cowardly girl
When faith is simply what she lacks? 
She is out to find an evil one unseen,
A twisted fiend that can be he that passes—or he!
Where shall she go from here?
Surely she cannot stand in this spot forever;
The rain has already chilled the coward to the bone,
When all she has on for warmth, the foolish child,
Is a thin old sweater?
But, ah, her bone is to be chilled once more,
And the weather, I'm afraid, will not be the cause. . .

-this is a dark soliloquy of a character in an unfinished play about Jack I wrote... maybe a couple years ago? I gottah put a date on these things! Haha-


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Healing Rain

The rain fell upon me
It revealed my destiny
My pain was washed away
My heart would never again sway
Yet why do I feel the way I do?
Why do I search for something new?

At night, my heart weighs me down
Endless stars I try to count
It feels like I have lost my aim
The only thing left with me is my name

I gently close my eyelids once again
I searched for the rain that once washed away my pain
It had now dried up
Leaving me hurting, with none to fill my cup
I longed for restoration
But sunk deeper into desperation

It felt like a storm inside my head
Before me, both faith and fear were laid
Was there a choice for me?
Would my eyes be able to see?
I saw myself falling
My knees got weak and I felt like crawling

I searched for an open door
A door that would end my heart's war
My lips could utter no more
My spirit would not soar
I shut my eyes tightly and kept my pace
As darkness crept in, I saw myself in another phase

There was a bright light shining
A voice of hope within me whispering
I found a way
My burdens, I had to lay
The rain washed away all my pain
And there I saw my destiny
A destiny of hope and eternity


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Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


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My Shadow



Blackness, a dark version of me, badness, negativity.

No matter how fast i run or were i run too your right behind me.

Even the brightest sun doesn’t destroy you, you only exist because of me.

All i know is when i face the darkness you disappear, but to only return when the sun rises.



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Rain

I raise my head to the heavens 
praying for rain 
washing away the tears, I shed 
for this world of pain 

I go to sleep depending on something better 
but to my disdain 
I wake up, only to discover 
more of the same 

the world's harsh reality 
shows itself daily 
only to hold me captive 
as I wonder what happened 

the life I once knew 
a young tike 
a baby boy 
so free, playing with toys 

so easily assured 
so easily comforted 
that everything would be well 
even when I couldn't tell 

I flashback, seeing the rainbows 
after the rain showers 
and I remember the growth 
of the grass and flowers 

I didn’t like rain 
back in those days 
but now, rain is a sign 
that things can grow in time 


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There is a girl walking under the rain

There is a girl walking under the rain.
It is cold, It is windy, she whirls fast.
She falls and laughs, then whirls again.
How long the rain will last?
 
I knock twice on the hazy window glass.
She jumps and runs, she hears nothing,
White shoes covered by a mucky mass.
Can she sit in the porch’s swing?
 
I only hear the raindrops on the roof.
Yet she sings, She dances, she is odd,
If I join outside, I can follow, I can woof.
Is the rain a bless from God?
 
I wish I could leave the door open,
She will peak and giggle and stay away
Picking the daises and roses in the garden.
Will she talk with me someday?
 
There is a girl walking under the rain.
She is charming and coy, She is so fair,
I will not leave my bed ever again.
Why, why this merry air? 


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Quiet Waters

Streams of blue fluid 
Flows downward 
As fragile carcasses decay 
Without a peep of a sound

We’re in the brink of disaster… 

Who invited such fear and anguish?
Who could lead us to quiet waters?

We bleed…
Polluting the waters below us… 
Trickling down the mountain
To our filthy feet…

Cleansing the sin off of our skin
But, it’s tangled from deep within…

The eeriness breaks 
The hearts of a thousand strangers
They all fall away powerlessly… 
Into the chambers of death 

Danger is lurking in every corner…
Pursuing its evil plans
To cut down our hopes…
Growing like crops… 
Rising rapidly –  
It never stops

Dreams of misfortune still 
Rapes our minds,
Plaguing our happiness… 
Consuming the darkness…

We’re sprawling on the ground…
We’re crawling like infants…
Veering briskly like serpents…

Who will set our souls free 
From suppression?  

Who will preserve our hearts?
Don’t prey upon our 
Guiltless lives… 
We’re in complete agony… 
Does He consider 
Our prayers  
Of support and nourishment? 

We scream…
Breaking the repulsive solitude…

Encourage us to keep on 
Trekking toward Your light

Where’s Your path?

You rinse off all of the sorrow 
Giving us a ecstatic tomorrow 

The weeping ceases…
While the corpses 
Tear into 
Blood-spattered 
Pieces…  

The faith of a couple of people
Strengthens us…keeps us motivated…
Not captivated…
In misery…
We’re reaping our 
Ecstasy…   
Leading us to peace and fortune 
Keeping us accustomed
To Your purifying spirit…
Keeping us away from 
Calamity… 

We’re hungry… 
Our demise is close at hand…
Closing in on us abruptly 
Like an obscure cave…

Rescue us from affliction –  
Embracing downhearted clouds…

Those wretched clouds…

Brought us rain when we asked for bread…

Those merciless clouds…

Spewed out scorching fire when we asked for relief…

Remember our supplications… 
Appalling lightning’s daring to strike us  
Out of cruel vengeance 
Out of sheer amusement 

Don’t even attempt to weaken us
We’re blossoming in joy…
We’re under cover… 
You can’t manipulate us 
Like a subtle toy 

We’re praying for
Quiet waters

Offer the deceased 
A second chance

Don’t disown 
Our broken lives

We’re not alone…

We’re just waiting until
The quiet, glistening waters
Gratefully arrives…


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Send Down The Rain

slavery of the mind to succed to the emotion (lies) Are we strong enough to storm the despair Or do we falter behind the façade over and over again Strive to reach the truth The kind is held back by all of the lies And the delusions of the unchained clouds Help us to believe again What we're all missing Is it all too late To send down a sign To send down the rain As the siren sings she's ready to be on the prowl On the prowl to hunt down our souls It's not real Pretend to send down the motion Our hidden notions Of our lieing emotions Help us believe again We're all lost inside Send down the rain Curropt against the pain Help us believe again We're all lost inside Send down the rain Curropt against the pain


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Rains Of Surreal

There were clouds from the sky
To be a little darker then before
Some thoughts in sacrifice to deny
The ever mist in darken haze to recall

And the walked path was an unsheltered one
He who bears the weight of unnoticed vapour
Should be realized to have unflustered thoughts come undone
For he who thinks will thoughts be flooded lesser!

That be pure and impure to see
For a path of evil may well be a course to undertake
To understand the substances of purity
To then walk perhaps the dream-fill path in wake

As the rain becomes heavier in turn
It only meant for the routes be harder to view
To be drench toward a point of no-return
Guess not the unseen road but be sure of surreal!

Mayhaps an after-rain be of rain an after
To share the affair and to embrace as one… the unknown
And to walk is the path already be taken forever
Yet the rain, hasn’t me to recall of those being shown


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Rain

Rain. It truly is a magnificent thing. Let it pour down and fill our hearts, as we watch the lightning strike down to the earth, from the sky. The thunder roars loudly, as the rain turns into a giant puddle on the ground and moistens the sweet, sweet earth. As it falls down from the sky and turns into an even bigger puddle on the ground, it also washes the fruits and vegetables and cleanses our earth. Rain is always cleanses our hearts and souls, as well as the earth. It always washes miracles our way and we soon find good things happening all around. It’s as though the rain cleans a path of harmony everywhere it goes.


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A kitten named Love

Love:

His gloved fingers loosely grab the tin cup as he sits slumped over.
People pass, barley glancing at the tattered man before them, their faces uncaring.
He has no home, no duplex or even apartment to call his own. Tonight he occupies a large box behind a local pizzeria, which sometimes if he is lucky the employees take pity and hand him a sack of three day old pepperoni. 

He rests his head along him arm, closing his wrinkled eyes before the rain comes. It bounces off his cardboard box fiercely and pools around his naked toes. A veteran for his country, he never thought his life legacy would be this, an empty box laying in an ally.

The night drags on with the raging storm, high winds, monstrous bolts of lighting and thunderous booms. Eventually the old man is awaken but not by the pounding rain but a purr. A kitten, merely a few months old has wondered into his lap taking refuge from the storm. Its orange and white fur drips as he shivers, yet his purr echos around the sagging brown walls. He sits upright and cradles the kitten, wondering why it didn’t run. Perhaps like himself  the small animal only wants a home. 

Its olive shaped eyes fixate on an empty bag of meat, its heart racing rapidly. The kitten is thin, appearing as though it has never ate. The war vet smiles and slides off his coat, he wraps the kitten gently then grabs his tin cup. Eagerly he shakes, panning for nickles and dimes. He washes windows even wipes away the grime. Never has he worked harder for $8.75 but tonight the man and kitten will eat from a bag that reads pedigree and to him that’s just fine. He has made a friend in the most unlikely of places and to him in the most needy of circumstances. Tomorrow the vet will rise and work the cruel streets of New York. He will face ridicule, people glaring in disgust, but he will gladly face it all to provide for his kitten he named Love.


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Adam, Eve and Lilith Too

Part One: Eva of in chanting rib Seduces Adam to sinful ways Beckoning him to lay in tall Field of grass were love is made Lilith looks on with sinful hate A cast away The will/her to lay beneath no man born for the same dust and sand So she fled to heavens gates to be knocked down a succubus So Adam grow lonely with spoiling fruits God stole his rib and Eva was born But it was Lilith who stole her bran The retarded child God made Planted the seed that grow the tree to the Apple Eva eats For ever cursed with unripe children to rain down on hell a place Adam knows well Part Two: It rains warm drops of due On the shaken ground love once grow A place that lingers in are harts A place that Lilith hates so much With open arms she takes the lost Broken hearted And Thous to strange to love The dead children Eve never grow In her arms they find warmth A place were the rain douse not fall They wonder the mortal realms of life Taking revenge on thous that wish them harm Serial killers that never get tried Not enough jury to condemn the lie So they rome like lonely souls Leaving moss and butterfly's were every they go Taking in thous to lost to see that a knife is not the key God doesn't love any of us Even if he douse site beyond the gates of haven Hell never manifest Death is just Death like Breath is life


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My Children part 1

I hope they dance every chance they get
I hope they sing
I hope they run barefoot in the rain
I hope they laugh so hard they throw their heads back
I hope they smile so beautifully
I hope they are strong, unafraid to be who they are,
I hope they are spirited and live 
I hope they speak their minds and follow their hearts
I hope they climb trees, and tear their clothes to shreds all the smiling 
I hope they are kind, their hearts filled with the love they were shown
I hope they are happy
I hope they love
I hope they give.... 
I hope they mend all the broken hearts that cry to them for comfort
I hope they grow to be strong little spirits
I hope they are wise
I hope they are forgiving
Restless for adventure and beautiful
Untamable beauties like the stars in the night sky, knowing where they belong
No one can change their mind
I hope they pray, have strong faith
I hope they dream, and believe
And when life pushes them down to the ground
I hope they get up and try again
I hope they catch butterflies and lightening bugs
I hope they will be grateful, never hateful
I hope they will be strong, my children
I hope they will be fearless and sound in heart and mind
I hope they will hold on tight to the rope of life and never let go of their hope
I hope they will rise up and fight for what they know to be right
I hope they will be just, honest, humble, pure
I hope they will I'm sorry when things don't turn out right
I hope they will be zealous in their faith
I hope they will exercise patience for the right reasons


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Rain begins again

Rain Begins Again
WLM
Wildncrazy555
June 28, 2011

Dizzy Lizzy sitting in the rain
Waiting for it to sustain
Hear the thunder rolling
The giant in the sky is bowling
The rain is so cool
As the mourning jewel
The birds in the trees
Feeling the cool breeze
The rain gives new birth from the heart
It quenches the earth from its start
The rain feels so fine
It makes my head feel so sublime
The earth needs the rain
So all life can sustain
The feelings that we share
Surely, do we dare?
Revel in the glory
Of the never-ending story
With the land and it’s age
From this to another stage
The flowers so much in bloom
With such a beautiful flume
Surrounding our earth
From the beginning of it’s birth
Will be the rest for me
For all time and my destiny


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Water

I watched the raindrops 
one by one they fell
they filled an empty hole
till it became a well
 
every word of yours is dew
like this rain I seek
the hole here large and empty
for a cistern of waters keep
 
Within I hold these waters
as a gift for you
the life within a garden
cannot without them do
 
The moisture collects in clouds and wind
their circuits round the earth each day
their routes can now be firmly mapped
its requirements to life portray 
 
The bounties hidden in a desert
you won't ever see in bloom
until the rain its torrents fall
saturates the seeds entombed
 
Your words are livings waters
they must fall upon the seed
they cannot germinate or grow
they require this moistures deed
 
Mankind's become a desert place
where scorpions and snakes do dwell
life here is with the cold blooded
from the rainforest they have fell
 
Comprehensive examples  have been left
in all nature and histories show
a better teacher than science books
if we observe what's here to know
 
The fabric of all of life
holds me like a wadi tell
like an archeologist
who digs the sands and dell
 
These nations want gold and silver
but true riches they despise
in the end pursuits of vanity
will damn those who think they're wise
 
Once again you refreshed my mind
when I thought my well be dry
the waters here clean and clear
not bottled with a lie
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Tears of Soliloquy

With nothing to be
Memory's all he claims
As his own
As he wanders the streets
So alone

A wandering wayfarer of the abyss
He watches the rain find its way to darkness
In the sea
That desire, deep inside him
To be

And a need but to know
What it means to control
All these flames, deep inside
That cannot be denied
But must burn
Down to dust in his eyes
As he yearns
Only to realize

What calamity broke him
Humanity, truth
What catastrophe means
To the empty, the few
Who can know
What it ever has meant
To be whole

And now deep in his soul
As he watches earth's tears
Is the blinding reality of all these years
He's spent searching
So deeply inside
For his self
For the mask behind lies
Behind dilated eyes
Overeager to learn
What might be their demise

How he yearned
How he yearned
For the rain to fall down
From the stars to the ground

How he yearned

That the rain
Might fall down to the sea
Of his soul


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The Falling: Part II

Thats all she needs.
She desperatly wants his strong, protective arms to wrap around her and sheild her from this cruel world, this world that has broken her.
She desperatly needs him to whisper to her the words that would set her free.
That everything will be ok, and that he won't ever leave,
Like the many times before, where she would lie in his arms for hours
just listening to him breath in and out. His steady heartbeat playing its beautiful composition in her ear. The most signifigant sound in her world. 
She drops to her knees, pulling her drentched hair from its roots,
Screaming at the heavens.
"WHY?!"
The heavens respond with a loud bellow,
shaking the earth beneath her.
She knows the truth.

Yet she refuses to accept it.

The pouring rain continues to fall.
She continues to break.

He does not exist.
Not anymore.
He never did.

She wanted it too much.
She wanted to feel love.
She wanted to feel human.
She wanted to feel the unconditional need to be with another person,
and have that feeling returned with equal amounts of passion.

Was it too much to ask for?
Is it too much to ask for?

She can not move.
The rain starts to freeze mid air,
violently pelting her exposed body, leaving red marks as proof.
She does not care.
She can not feel.

The heavens cry out to her, begging her to get up, 
To get help.
She refuses.
All she needs is him.
Who ever He is...
Where ever He is...
She will wait.
Wait for all of eternity if need be.
She will wait for the unconditional love.
For that unruly passion that burns in both of their souls.
She waits for the man who was designed to love her,
to need her the same way she needs him.
Forever.
She waits for the man who cannot live without her warmth,
her touch. 

And with that,
She slowly, unwillingly pushes herself off the muddy pavement,
permitting herself one final glance at the angry sky,
catching a glimpse at her diamond among coal
Her only friend in the wake of night.
The moon.
"Save me, my angel...Save me."
she whispers towards the sky, allowing a tiny smile to dance across her pale, desolate face
Before returning back to her throne in her cold, abandon dungon, her in lonly, abandon castle.

Feeling a new emotion she's never felt before.

Hope.

Hope shoots across her sky like a metor.
Shinning so bright, filling her with warmth that blinds her.
The heavens cry out,
Relief.
He will find her one day.
And she will be waiting. 

[.Because Falling in love, Is giving someone the power to break you.]


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Soft Rain Drops

Soft raindrops fall like dew drops upon the grass
As I walk wearily down my street with this heavy load alone
No, it’s not a nature walk, but a walk to clear my head
Because he’s not free to take a walk, I walk for him and me
In hope, the rain will wash away the pain for him, I feel
Suffering shared, so easily conveyed, by the tears I shed
But soft rain walks with me out here 
And gently kisses my face
Camouflaging my flowing tears

Yet, as I come 'round the bend to my front door,
My leaden spirit slowly rising  
I see my rose bush thriving with  
Remarkable abundance of buds!
Soft raindrops fall, like dew upon the grass
Gently kissing each bud in view
I smile and I realize that like the beautiful rose
Out of this pain we will grow
For God sends soft raindrops to ease growing pain


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Spirit Rain

Out of the night surrounding you There fall’s a rain that’s hard to view Relaxing focus, you will find A light mist, comes to mind Fragments of light, all around God’s Holy Spirit, falling down Moving quickly looks like snow Where it’s going, I don’t know His Spirit, close to me Kneels and prays, I can see Angels turning, standing guard Battle tested, fighting hard Other spirits, passing by Some bow, to say hi Other’s kneel, on bended knee Quickly rise, before they flee He remains, beside me here The Spirit of God, always near Sitting with me, in this place My Holy Spirit, full of grace One divine, promise to know In all the places, you may go And any land you travel new There fall’s a rain that’s hard to view Jonathan D. Kirk


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Listen To The Rain-Part 1

Listen to the rain. It sings. It whispers.

Listen to the rain. It heals. It covers.

I lay in the grass. Thinking. Wondering. The rain falling, splashing on my cold pail skin. Splashing on my hair. Dancing on my dress.

It's falling all around me. Covering me. Protecting me. My body. My heart. My soul.

Healing the wounds. Covering the scars.

I close my eyes and feel it's cold touch. Drop by drop. Sinking in my skin.

I listen to it fall. I listen to it whisper. I listen to it sing. I listen to the wind. Blowing screeching. Screaming. Pounding the rain against my body. Against the grass. I lesten to the thunder roll. Roar. Growl. I listen to the lightning crack and slash the dark sky.

I'm thinking. Wondering. Hoping. Hurting.

I'm thinking about you. Wondering about you. Hoping for you. Hurting for you.

I miss you. I need you.

The pain is unbarable. I can't stand to be away from ou. I can't stand not feeling your touch. I can't stand not hearing yur voice.

So I lay in the grass. I listen to the rain sing. I listen to it whisper.

I let it heal me. I let it cover me. I let it cover the scars.

I listen to the rain. It hides my tears. Washes them away. The wind carries waya my worries. My doubts. The thunder hides my cries. My sobs.

But the lightning brings you. Brings images of you. Brings memories of you.

I can't help but smile. I hold you dream catcher and tags tight against my chest. I hold our picture.

Another crash, another stike. I get you for one more night.

The sky gets darker and darker. More and more memories of you flash through my mind.

The rain grows harder, the lightning grows longer.

In the grass I lay, smiling, soaked. Clutching our picture. Clutching your tags. Clutching your dream catcher. The last memories with you.

I will meet you again. I will see you again. I will be in you arms again.

We will make it.

The wind dies down and the rain slows. The thunderstops, so does the lightning show. My show of you is over.

Sad once again I lay in the grass. Listening to the rain sing. Listen to the rain whisper.

I look at our picture. A tear escapes my eye.

I miss you. I wish I could be in our arms again. I wish you could hold me. I miss being with you. I miss hearing you.

Another tear added to my growing fear. My growing saddness.

Another tear for you. I miss you. I need you.


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The Falling: part I

Noise. 

Loud noise.

but it was not just noise, no, not to her.
It was the wild cries from the heavens, calling out to her, reassuring her that everything will be ok, that there is somebody out there who understands, who is just like her.
She emerges from her throne, in her cold, abandon dungon, in her lonly, abandon castle where she is kept prisoner. Kept prisoner from her dreams, her temptations, herself.

Serenity.
Bliss.

The scent stunns her.
Memories from her former life proceed to play like a movie in her memory...
a movie that she can not pause, can not forget.
She stumbles, -afraid to move for the thought that this magical moment may dissapear if she becomes too hasty- to her only escape.
Destroying the barriers that stand in her path.

Ice cold.
Refreshing.
The tiny rain drops fall from the sky,
releasing her temporarily from her own personal hell.
From judgment.
From criticism.
From the abandonment that overpowers her.

Lifting her pale, desolate face to the sky
she lets the rain wash away...
Wash away the hate
Wash away the pain
Wash away the lonliness
Wash away her...in the end.

She cries.
No one would notice, the rain unselfishly disguises her pain so any on lookers would assume that the moisture is just from the malicious storm.
The wind.
So rude, so loud, whips past her.
Attempting to knock the fragile being to the ground.
But she is strong, stronger than she thinks.
She is not phased by it's attempt.
Mother nature is kind.
The heavens cry out again,
begging the young girl to remember, to be happy.
But she cannot.
She can't breath.
She can't think.
Her heart stopped beating a long time ago.
Stopped dead in her lonly, broken chest,
and the heavens cannot understand why

No one can.
But no ones ever tried.
Suddenly, the vicious winds attack her once more,
this time getting a reaction.
A violent tremmor shakes her body
raising goosebumbps on her skin.
She barely notices.
Her imagination runs free, 
unleashing all her memories, all her former happiness.
They all consist of Him.....


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All night the rain

All night the rain poured and poured and poured
I could not imagine a sky's heart broken so
Loudly the trees sobbed, and winds also roared
Some loneliness in me rose too to overflow

No stars nor moon nor any light from heaven came
A dark cloud consumes the forms and shapes 
And in the blackness everything appears the same
Out of my heart a shudder, a horror escapes

To ponder if this cloudburst stays and never cease
The water rising from ponds, rivers, and the sea
And Orion widening and widening to show the east
Preparing the fire for the beast, and we cannot flee

The fire after the water coming, and the rain all night
And trees shaking to show the earth vibrating
And prayers found in us revives anew the old delight
Man and God intersects and sweet interceding.


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From Rain Towards The End

Rain is previous rain can be pain,
 Types of rain can differ: to regain a steady brain- fed up, peaceful rain.
 To forget -rain of regret, hurt. 
To admire happiness -rain of smiling tears. 
But ... who knows if the rain isn't the pain that has been cried by our 
Past earth parsonages, residents. 
They are all one clan now.
Now all together as relatives of same physical state. 
Soon sent down as tests each individual receives a challenge
 On how they will conduct themselves in certain state. 
Puts that soul to the trail.
See the righteousness, trustworthiness.
 Nobility of spirit and honour keep of faith 
Treating of others,
Amount of sins committed. 
If deserves to be forgiven.
Forgiveness valued down on the way, through life on earth. 
Down on soul the almighty sights... at all nights, events and hides. 
Paramount stare has a great disguise. 
Watched is everybody - How they manage the ticks on a little watch within their reach. 
No one can run away it’s a closed circumference- therefore believe it’s not a coincidence.  
Be open to life and make sure you have a hearty, generous and unselfish personality.
Make sure you live it with dignity.
 Enjoy every day as much as you can. 
As someday it’s going to be the end.


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RAIN FALLING IN OCTOBER

It's so mild in the quite suburbs
with rain falling in October,
and unable to sleep, I face 
insomnia for certain;
rain, keep on falling and let me hear
that steady, pelting sound on
the closed windows....a melody for
the saddest song should be written.


I must choose the right mood,
a minor scale to match this melancholy,
and a slow tempo growing into a crescendo,
and I could even throw in a scherzo;
and transport it with a C Major to smooth
some sadness out of the melody,
which tomorrow somebody
will hum, or whistle by learning the easy tune.


Hoping this song will be a hit,
thanks to the falling rain 
in October for the sudden inspiration...
when I couldn't think of anything else!
Wishing the rain would stop at six,
so I could see the rising sun across
the eastern sky and listen to the lark
that built his nest under my windowsill.


It's past sunrise, and the shimmering clouds hesitate to leave,
and with nothing to look forward to... I must believe
that the rain falling in October, 
can teach me the game of solitaire;
and pinned against my warm pillow,
I don't have anything to share but sorrow!
Flap your wide wings, friendly lark and repeat my song,
note by note; and without a lead sheet, I can't play it for very long...


Copyright by Andrew Crisci


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Why Is Old Man Noah Wearing A Snorkel And Scooba Fins?

 A thundered storm sends down water as like as being delivered down
in over abundantly filled buckets.
Woe is we...
What to dew? 
Why is Noah over there building that over sized boat? ...
Does he think we will soon be treading through a watered like moat? 
Why is old man Noah leading animals up that ramp in pairs? 
Who knows? , Who cares? 
Why is old man Noah sporting a snorkel and scooba fins? 
Does he think this rain will never end? 
Why is old man Noah loading that boat up with all his belongings? 
When is this bloody rain storm going to quit? 
Little did Noah's neighbors and friends realize that they were without
a clue or that they were short on wit.
A wiser man or neighbor would figure it out...
It was way too late as they banged and knocked on old man Noah's
door...
There would no longer be dry days, no more.
They laughed at old man Noah for the very last day...
They would pay for their stupidity with their very own lives-Yes
they would. 
 
 


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The Dust of God's Feet (Part II)

               The waters flow.  The land drinks.  The pools are filled with the small 
rain and the great rain of His strength upon the just and unjust.  The earth brings 
forth herbs meet for those who dressed it; receiving blessings from God with 
fruitful seasons, our hearts are filled with food and gladness.  This is His 
witness.  As He cuts a channel for the torrents and a path for the thunderstorm, 
His doctrine drops as rain upon mown grass and upon the mountains that grass 
may grow.  His speech distils as dew into streams with goodness from the 
morning cloud, and he even covers the bottom of the sea until the thick cloud is 
wearied.  The bright cloud is scattered, wherein the lord ascends.  Fair weather 
comes out of the north in golden splendor, as the tender grass springs out of the 
earth by the bright shining after rain; on the good and evil His sun does shine.  
So shall God come in awesome majesty with power and great glory will be 
appear.  His strength is in the clouds.  Heaven is His throne and earth is his 
Footstool.  He will walk upon the wings of the wind in his faithfulness that 
reaches as high as the clouds, and his favor is as a cloud of the latter rain to 
provide food abundantly, the corn of Heaven, as did the former.  And as many of 
us who have partook of His bread shall be gathered into the harvest receiving a 
blessing from God, being caught up in the clouds evermore to be with Him to 
see Him as He is.


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Can't Stand the rain.

Cant stand the rain It feeds the pain of me looking forward to sleeping with out 
you once again. O how the pain shine when it rain I thought we were more than 
lovers and the best of friends yet I'm alone and crying again. All I want is to 
express my hurt and hope that you regret all your double dealing dirt. But every 
time I try to forgive I remember your anger and all your ill will.


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HARVEST HOME

Till,scatter and then wait,
Come rain & shine-
Harvest,reap and rejoice.
Come rain or shine-
Bringing in the sheaves,
With  Jesus' hand in mine-
Come rain or shine.

Inspired by Knowles Shaw's hymn
Bringing in the sheaves.


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Rain and Thunder

You know what really makes me wonder
When I hear the rain and thunder
Calling me from such a distance
Just to touch me for that instance..
Is the purpose just to cleans me
Or a message that its sending
beneath the layer that's pretending
To lay claim upon my ending..
So when it comes I take my stand
And reach up with my strongest hand
So I can see beyond my sight
what sets me free from day and night..
Baptized by an ancient story
I will bathe in all his glory
And when I rest just 6 feet under
I will still hear rain and thunder..


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The miracles of God


 When I look up at the sky,

 I always think it is a miracle of God,

humans,birds,fish and animals,

all of them is a miracle of God


When rain starts and rain falls,

when clouds gather in the sky,and

when all white snow falls in the valleys

cities and towns...all is a miracle of God


When babies cry and babies laugh,

when war ceases and peace prevails,

it is all wonderful  to happen......

because it is a miracle of God.


Even you,standing just across me,

you are a miracle,it is the miracle coming to me

when God sent you,

and this is because we all believe in miracles,

THOSE OF GOD


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TEARS OF RAIN

Today I will shed no tears
For tomorrow I do not live in fear
As the clouds get dark and full
The whole sky seems so blank and dull
For at night I cannot sleep
With my heart in despair I weep
I see the world’s problems
I pray to God to solve them
As the rain feels so cold
The problems of suffering and hunger seem to grow old
I try to make a difference and not complain
Because I learn there will always be conflict and pain
I wish tomorrow and today will never be the same
Everyday we should hope for and pray for a change
O blessed Savior, help me rise
And lift my praises to the skies
The tears that rain in my life
I thank you Lord for your sacrifice

Revelation 21:4  And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no
more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the
former things are passed away.

1 Peter 5:10  But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by
Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, establish,
strengthen, settle you


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Clouds

I find myself often looking into the sky
Staring at the clouds
Slowly passing us by
One day clouds will bring you nothing but blue skies
Letting you believe that its going to be bubble gum
And rainbows filling you with undeniable happiness
Sometimes it stands still
You want it to last forever
However as you gaze into the sky, looking at those same clouds
They drift away
In comes a new set of clouds, dark clouds
They bring rain and cold, draining you of all the good
You felt from the previous clouds
Now you're stuck in the rain with no umbrella
Hoping to get your sunshine clouds back
Silence comes in black
Seems like the rain will never end
You almost forget what the sunshine is
But just like the sunshine clouds you see the rain clouds to move
Slowly they start to move out
You made it past the storm, you survived
You fought through it and came out stronger than ever
And now you are prepared for the next storm
But for now you will cherish the sunshine clouds
That have returned and you have learned
To appreciate whats here now
And just as you have settled with the sunshine clouds
Another storm is brewing
This one is worse than the last
But you are ready to take on the storm
Cause you know it will pass and the sunshine clouds come back


Hmmm funny how clouds reminds me of life


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Raindrop

like a rain drop from heaven, you have found me.
you sought me out. i had no choice but to embrace you.
before my vision blurry, but now i see.
you chose me to fall  into.
clear like the wind, but i feel you.
i hear you, though you have no voice. 
i can't see you, but i sence you everywhere.
around me, above me, inside me.
you have touched my heart in a way no one has.
like a rain drop from heaven, you have found me.


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Light of Rain

Mystical showers prepare your heart

As drops of dew from clouds they do part

The being who created all from him

Can no longer suffer from your crying sin

As rain from his eyes cover all to begin

It cleanses your heart as life starts to win

Now is the day for the light to shine through

As the darkness is dead and the good has won you

The deafening tones of hells remorse

Cant over power the saints endless voice

As tears from below turn into steaming bliss

The tears from your soul are ending your abyss

For all to bear arms is the call of the dark

As the end is soon to show her face and embark

Time will stand still when the tears are in form

As the water on your cheek is the end of your scorn

Refreshing your mind as the water runs low

Replenish your heart while its white with its glow

For not too long will turn itself black

As the light from the rain with heed your luck back


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I'll Be On Time

My world is crumbling from the outside in.
My heart's failing I hope it'll soon end.
I look all around and still don't know which
way to go. Somedays I want to just give up 
and throw in the towel.I do everything to 
try to do things right, but some how I'm 
still losing the fight.Bless me Lord for I 
need you now more than ever.Let your love 
rain down and sheild me from the storm.Oh my 
gosh the water's rising past my ears and up 
over my nose.I'll hold my breath for as long 
as I can.I can't give up,I'll do the best 
that I can.I won't lose faith, or let doubt 
set in.The lord will save me,he'll insure 
that I'll win.The Lord will ensure that I 
don't drown in the rain or let my faith go 
in vain.I look to the sky as the clouds 
began to fade,suddenly the rain stopped,and 
the sun began to shine.Suddenly I heard a 
voice say "I told you I'd be on time."


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Rain of Fire

Volcanoes erupt as the earth stood still

As shadows cast objects of relentless kill

The rocks ignite from the blows beyond hell

As the angels view life as the rocks excel

They flew to the rocks with mighty wings

The rocks from Satans hand casting spells of rings

As the mighty birds of light cast the spell

The toneless tones emit from his bell

The birds hear the call of the mighty king

The birds fall to hell with a vicious ring

Banshees await with the power of sting

As scorpions propel from the lifeless fling

The birds of light propel deeper in hell

The birds of might finally cast that spell

The volcanoes now emit its own light

As the rain of fire is now in its might

Ghosts rebel as the bells ring is slow

The mighty birds have carried them low

The dragons of death deliver their blow

As the rain of fire is now beyond glow

The birds of right form a circle of life

The power from God emits a striking of light

As the sun of Jeremiah now stands in the fight

The rain of fire is put out of its life

The birds of might now cherish the world

As darkness no longer in the everness of lore

Satans fire put out by the good of the blow

Satans fire put out by the halos of glow


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The Road

                                                 On a abandon dirt road walks a man. 
                                                 Holes in his shoes and torn clothes.
                                                 Been on a journey since before birth.
                                                 But he won't stop until he fills his void.
                                                 He has faced danger many times, shows no fear.
                                                 But he owns just one fear.
                                                 That of dying alone.
                                                 Wind picks up on an already cold day.
                                                 Clouds cast and he feels the rain start.
                                                 And it shows no signs of stopping.
                                                 They say that rain cleanses you.
                                                 But as each drop falls, so does he.
                                                 Deeper into his depression.
                                                 And as suddenly as it began, sun comes out.
                                                 He hears a distant but clear voice.
                                                 Looks to the horizon, falls to his knees.
                                                 A vision of beauty never seen before.
                                                 Now he is transformed new once more.
                                                 For the 1st time, smile forms, tear falls.
                                                 And he knows his journey is complete.


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In the Way of the Storm

As the rain descended,
            the floods came, the
Winds blew, and the stream beat vehemently upon a house; but
It fell not.  It could not even be
Shaken because it was not founded upon the
Earth, but upon a Rock.
           The foundation was laid deep, and the 
Man who built the house dwelt safely for considering that the
Assaying would come, he heard and took precaution, and
Nothing of his household was lost.
           But there was another man who seemed right in his way,
And the rain descended,
           the wind blew, the 
Floods came, and the stream beat vehemently upon his house, and at
Once, it fell:  and great was the fall
Of it.  It was laid upon the earth, and the 
Labor that was labored in it was in vain.
It was built with no foundation ans was easily
Shaken by the violent winds and waters, so the
House, moved by the torrents, collapsed,
           and destruction was the end of the 
Man who built the house for considering not that the 
Assaying would come; he heard and took not precautionm, and 
Nothing was left of his household but ruin.


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The Chubby Banana

The world was yellow. When I stepped off the plane –
The bright blazing sun beamed the tarmac and I was for some moments blinded.

A native child welcomed me.
She handed me a leaf’d crown, a banana and leant up to kiss my cheek.

That evening I slept.
In the morning I woke to a dazzling array of tropical bird song and aromas of 
Nicaraguan coffee, melons and mango, fried yummy banana . . . . and the warm 
sea –

I took a dip. Naked.
Something swam with me. Below me. Near me. Even, I think, right above me.

It began to rain bananas –
Astounding yes, indeed, but it hurt. One hit me on the back as I tried to swim 
away and one hit me on the head.
They fell into the turquoise sea like rain drops .  .  .
I ducked under and dove beneath the yellow hail –
Swimming beneath a sea of yellow bananas that pelted my waves.
I thought that I would never eat another banana again if I could only stay alive.
Then I thought that perhaps it was good to rain bananas.
If that was so, sharks might wish to feast on the plethora of floating raining 
bananas and not on a chubby limb that I use to swim –

I swam naked toward a dock, whilst being pelted still on my back and legs.
I finally reached the dock. 
The native child was there.

Where is your crown, she asked.
I threw it away.
Why.
I don’t wear crowns, I told her. And I don’t eat bananas –



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A child of God

A young boy lived in an old orphanage in North Carolina.
He ran away to find something better than a lonely building.
From the tallest hill to the lowest grounds he search and search.
Wondering from place to place he could not find where he belonged.
He tried selling newspaper on the street, shined shoes for a dime.
Preformed country music with he’s old guitar and even joined a circus in town.
Many months have past and still nothing could fill in what was missing.
The young boy was too stubborn to give up; he tried once more at this factory.
After along day of hard work he knew this wasn’t it.
He felt hopeless and defeated by the world.
If only he find something that could make his spirit be full.
Deep down inside his heart cried out to the dark blue sky.
He hands fell to the cold ground and hot tears ran down on his face.
The winds started to grow heavy with rain coming down.
Darkness covered the whole sky like a black sheet.
He struggled to walk through the winding trees.
Everything that had owned was blown away by the firing wind.
Stumbling at every move did not make him stop going.
His legs became bruised by the rigid rocks.
Roaring winds blew at him like giant waves.
A small light from afar was glowing on a hill.
He pushed the thorn branches to make his way through.
Moving closer to the light he fall to the ground and began crawl.
Slowly he got up and was looking at wooden building with painted windows.
He opened the doors and found a burning candle sitting on a table.
Above the table was a cross held up high on the wall.
Walking up with amazement because everything had became quite inside.
Everything had become still and all the rain had stopped.
A loud voice called on him and told him not to be afraid.
The young boy fell to his busied knees with his cut hands on the floor.
He began to cry in pain of his throbbing body.
The voice called on him again and healed the young boy.
In astonishment the young boy looked up at the cross.
He asked the voice who he was, then a bright light came over.
I am God the creator of all things and you are my child.
The young boy smiled with tears in his eyes.
Love filled his heart with joy for this is where he belonged.
A child of God is how he lived for the rest of his life.


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GOD'S PATH



Drops dance around,
speckling the ground.
This path I walk,
if only it could talk,
me,
full of fears,
treading on natures' tears

Relentless rain falling,
softly so.
I hear my calling,
is it me?
feeling so low?

Help me lord!
For you did hear my cry,
do not let me fall on my sword.
Let rain stop,
let me dry,
on this path I walk to the top

For, this hill is steep,
I am in my deep,
rain falling,
nature and I, both weep

I look back down,
puzzled frown,
for I see,
many footprints there be.
That's when i realised,
you walked,
you walked, with me

This path to the top,
I realise won't stop,
for accompanying the rain,
I walked with my pain

When I reached the peak,
rain evaporated,
pain dissipated
I find what I seek,
I feel elated.
No longer wet to the bone,
no longer weak
no longer alone




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Poem Poem

 Poem Poem 
Poem Poem 
 
Worry and fear rule most everyone's day 
how could it not come to me 
Eye was just worried that ideas would dry up 
and the poetry. 
Fishing is always impossible in a monsoon 
and drunkards sometimes miss a drink due to rain 
in the impossible day when it floods. 
Leaning on people and giving is tough 
leaning on money to have everyday 
to make purchases of wine and more beer 
can be hard in the rain. 
Yearning for someone feeling no pain 
yearning for love in the rain 
dying but living inside where she dwells 
the love is so real eye can feel her so well 
she is love deep inside me where no pain can reach 
the insulation of ewe the insurance of she. 
Turning away from the world in my sleep 
reaching for her she is love she is me. 


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I'm a poet

I'm a poet, but I just can't write today 
please dear God can you give me the words to say 
Could you help me Lord, 
and bring joy my way 

A touch from You is all that I need 
To be a blessing is my one and only dream 
rain Your love on me today 
and make these feelings go away 

I'm the poet, but you've been my words all along 
you've been the one to plant all these songs 
you are the words that I speak 
Could you help me Lord, it's joy that I seek 

A touch from You is all that I need 
So would You  help me, and set me free 
And rain Your love on me, so I can finally be made clean 

So without you I am just a useless vessel for you 
But with your help I can do anything that you have me to do 

A touch from You is all that I need 
To be a blessing is my one and only plea 

With a touch from You, I know that I can be made clean 
So rain Your love down now, and cleanse this dying soul free 

Jesus you are the seed that I need 
you are the blessing for me 
So would You help this feeble,and weary soul 
And rain Your love on me so I can finally be made whole 



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You Can't Get

That is only rain running down my cheeks,
although my heart is breaking, my spirit you
can't defeat.

Love is only a feeling, and in time it will heal,
but a broken spirit is deadly, and who you are,
it will steal.

Self worth can't be bought, it can only be 
instilled, by people that will praise you,
and respect from others, you always feel.

A beaten down flower has very little chance
to ever grow or bloom, and only if someone saves it,
can it be free of a certainty of doom.

So I'm standing in the rain today, my cheeks
are  soaking wet, but there is one thing
I know for sure, my spirit  you can't get.




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Noah's Animal Parade

Noah called out 
to his  son
Work, OH work
until we're done.

Then to the people
he did cry
Repent, repent 
Or you shall die!

Unto his wife
he gave the chore
gather food
then gather More.

Then to the animals 
he gave the call
Come in pairs
come one and all.

And then inside 
behind the door
he wept and prayed
and walked the floor

And soon the rain 
did fall and fall
over valleys deep
and mountains tall.

The sinners begged
and screamed and cried
as water rose
till all sin died.

The earth was covered
quiet and still
no frogs to croak
no birds to shrill.

The Ark did float
and creak and sway
as Noah worked
and prayed each day

He petted both 
the Bird and Boar
He calmed the cattle
and soothed the roar.

They floated on 
for almost a year
and then with a bump 
the end was near.

At last the Lord 
did call them out
for they had work 
to set about

But first they Thanked him
and sang him praise.
As across the sky
A Rainbow God Raised.

That Bow is a bond 
between God and Man
that never again 
will rain cover the land.

But a bond much stronger
for those who believe.
In a God who will Guide us
if we will only receive.

So if dark clouds threaten 
do not be afraid. 
Just think about Noah
and his animal Parade.


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Echo

My footsteps echo 
into the night. 
An unchained melody 
-no end in sight. 
You take my hand 
and place it in yours. 
I catch you smile 
and i want to know more. 
Together we talk 
of loves long ago. 
Wanting to fall again 
but still take it slow. 
A friend ship so new 
like that of morning dew. 
Lost in your words unspoken 
my smile lends a heartfelt token. 
A cool water droplet 
and I am here back with you 
A cool summer rain 
chills my sun kissed skin 
You shelter me with your sweat shirt 
is this a unconscious little flirt? 
The weather playing a curious game 
has me wrapped in your arms yet again. 
We run hand in hand 
to an oasis for two. 
One that i surly will share with you. 
the palm trees leaves 
shelter us from the rain 
at your touch i cannot help but shiver again. 
I look up in to your eyes so blue 
there was nothing to do but steel a kiss from you. 
My warm sultry breath caught up in a fog 
almost crackles like fire on a log 
A moment of weakness 
and i draw you near. 
I reassure you have nothing to fear 
i am all that i am 
and all that i give 
So take me now 
so that we can both begin to relive 
The built up passion 
between two friends 
Leaves nothing to imagine 
But everything to begin 
As we come together 
as our bodies combine 
and we make love so divine 
Look in to my eyes 
and my soul you shall see 
All i have to give 
Lays deep with in me.


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Keep Me Safe

Finding my space in my lonely world
Secretly depressed as an emotional girl
So here I am under the dead tree
With fog drifting about and my mind wandering free
It's too cold for me to move, so I stay
I wait and freeze until my life has gone away
But nothing around me seems to change
It's just so awkward and very strange
I can't feel any pain or the suffering I endured
I my secret world, every thing's secured
Death lurks below me like a river of blood
Stalking my life
I sink in my problems like sinking in endless mud
I have to put up a fight
Tears roll down my miserable face
Nothing is right
I just need someone to keep me safe
And holding me tight
Finding my space in my lonely world
Secretly depressed as an emotional girl
So here I am in the wild woods
With cold rain pouring and darkness floods
I am too wet to move, so i stay
I wait until I'm drenched and the rain has passed away
But the rain never stops and sunlight never shines
And all I hear are the wolves' and ghosts' whines
Still I can't find any pain or suffering I endured
In my secret world, everything's secured
So here I am 
Lying in my bed
With the light shining brilliantly 
And I wiped the sweat I shed
I'm back in the real world 
Full and animated
Back to the lonely girl
And my life which I hated
I got down on my knees
And put my palms together and
I gone into a weep 
Praying to the heaven
For me to be stronger
And living my life better
I wiped the tears off my face
And He answered by saying
"I will keep you safe."


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The rain....

Sitting outside on my front porch listening to the rain pour down from above, like 
the angels sobbing from all the pain they suffer. Watching the world turn as if 
God himself is making the days slow down. As I watch the rain trickle down ooff 
the roof of my house, I wonder what you are doing at this very moment. Are you 
thinking of me, like I'm thinking of you now? Are you watching the rain, as I am; at 
this very moment? I wonder what you think of me. And I know your thoughts of me 
must be horrid. It must hurt to look at pictures of me, thinking of the sweet gitl you 
thought you had raised. But truthfully, I know that I am a hateful girl. I wonder how 
it feels to be dead. Buried underneath the soft dirt, bugs eating away the insides 
of the still carcass. I wonder what people would think of me once I am gone. A 
hateful girl, a liar, a whore. I wish I could change the way people view me now. 
But I know that I cannot. I can just sit underneath this porch and watch the rain 
pour down from the angels above. Wondering why their crying so much. 
KNowing that I have hurt everyone around me. And the tears the angels shed is 
nothing compared to the sobs my fmaily has cried. So, here I am alone 
wondering about death, while the rain comes down ever so hard. The wind is 
screaming through the air as if a million people are crying for help just like I am. 
Praying that all the pain that everyone has been through will quickyl subside, and 
everything will be normal again. As the rain quietly begins to slow down, my 
thoughts of death move to the back of my mind again. Only to come again when 
the rain returns.