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Gentle Summer Rain Art

Featuring:)  Giorgio Veneto

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.

Enjoy the FRAGRANCE OF RAIN

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FRAGRANCE OF RAIN 
8/29/13 
Sonnet 
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~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013

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Kiss the Rain

I stand here by the lakeshore, and I smell fresh honeysuckle as I kiss the rain. A memory that I cannot curtail wafts bitter sweetly to me, and again it’s May. . . the night you came to me by moonlight. The air was permeated by perfume from blossoms colored innocently white. But now it’s summer; yellow is each bloom. When plump upon the vines, sweet berries, red, will be swooped up by birds and carried away. I stoop to touch a stem. How soon has fled my flowered youth, and now this day chilled grey, I bow in downpour like the vines bent low while raindrops turn to tears and - glistening - flow. For the Contest of Gail Doyle

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013

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The Rain

Comes and it goes, sometimes more than other
times when you don’t want it to be there for you 
and it seems you‘re never destined to cover
the possessions you don’t need to but you go through

so much pain just to remain innately insane. 
Today I thought I saw the zenith of my dreams,
foolish me, as if the blind man can attain
visions of evaporated rain shaped like raceme 

still stained on my window left from morning’s tears.
Life hangs heavy on this half-lit horizon just beyond
the glass separating me from all that I’ve feared;
to turn all those small puddles into big ponds

containing something uncontaminated with doubt,
maybe those coming clouds can end this drought?

Copyright © Mike Butler | Year Posted 2011

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Spring Rain

The rain fell gently through the night
It tapped upon my window pane
Like friends from days of long ago
Who called for me to come and play
I listened for a child like voice
But only heard the cold wet wind
It moaned and whispered in my ear
Until it calmly died away
This call I will not answer now
I'll stay within my cozy den
I'll sit beside my friendly fire
And listen to the rain come down

And here I'll rest and dream and sigh
While nature plays her lullaby



(free flowing sonnet)

Copyright © Steven Mossburg | Year Posted 2010

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CRY OUT LOVES RAIN

SONNET – LOVE’S RAIN

A heart once filled with kindness and desire,
echoed the emptiness of lonesome days,
dampened by the rain to simmer the fire
that with eager passion once burned ablaze.

I cry out love‘s rain to feel hope once more,
to spark that flame to feel with compassion,
as in the past, another to adore,
to mend a broken heart; burnt and ashen.

Would she come to me if she heard my cries,
cries of rain pouring from a brittle heart.
Dry my crestfallen soul and tearful eyes,
with a promise never to be apart.

Come hither my dream to escape the rain,
fill my heart with love; make me feel again.


T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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A Middle Ground, Please

(A Vondelet Sonnet Variation)

When clouds roll dark, the skies pour rain on rain,
as angels whisper crimson, blue and green
to bring a Spring of promise, wild with gain,
while sister states hold down a strong desire
for smell of raindrop pelts on dry terrain;
our windshield wipers sing a break-dance song
cocooned within a vacuum too arcane
when clouds roll dark, the skies pour rain on rain.

Yet now we join our neighbors’ glum refrain
to pray for moisture measured to prolong;
our plants show wilted heads bent down in pain
while air, intense with heat, forecasts a fire.

As angels whisper crimson, blue and green,
the earth greens up as winter hides again,
when clouds roll dark, the skies pour rain on rain.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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Tribute to the Rain

Tribute to the Rains 

And then it finally came
What was very much sought
And what was most needed 
As people even prayed for

Eventually, the rains did arrive
Coming as it did in a flurry
Consuming with it all anxiety,
Uncertainty, the heat and dust 

In whatever shape it did land
As speedy drizzle or brazen shower; 
Noisy downpour continued all nights,
With lightning and thunder 

Hurtling down came the stormy rain 
With gale and gusty winds, splashing,
Causing muddy pools and rolling floods; 
Hurriedly filling up lakes and reservoirs

Wishes grew, for it to be regular  
Each year and round the year; enough,
For that alone would mean, growth
And bring in, wealth and happiness

And thus it raised the hopes of farmers
From communities far and wide; who,
Ever so expectant gazed at the sky:
For rains alone made their crops thrive

For Flora and Fauna to bloom manifold
As pastures and fields spring back to life 
Plants and trees turning to refreshing green
As marshy lands all get wet and soaked 

At long last the Rain Gods had scampered in
Bringing with it promises of plenty and cheer;
Making the air clean and pollutants free
And ushering in climate for a comfort spree

Children rushed to get drenched for fun 
While others chose to cuddle in the bed 
A delight that's been quite forgotten 
For rains brought thrill to all age brethren 

It often inspired families to stick together 
And munch crispy snacks chattering together; 
With a myriad of thoughts and dreams 
And alas life for man got all set to zoom!

It didn't really matter how rains showed up
Through a 'cyclone' or a ‘depression’
All it did was to arrive in style and substance; 
To the stupendous amazement of all asunder 

Whether in torrents or in spate
Raindrops did charge the water bodies
Making insects and worms come alive 
For birds to flutter and butterflies to swarm 

The wonder of this refreshing shower 
Instantly thrilled my heart with heavenly beat, 
And thoughts pleasantly ebbed in my mind
To string words together and sing in praise

Great God indeed; did this resource, bless,
For bereft of it; all life shall be a thing of past  
And with it the journey of all living things 
May well see the light of millenniums ahead!

Copyright © Mothiram Pushpala | Year Posted 2015

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Hope Came One Day, Like A New Cool Spring Rain

Hope Came One Day, Like A New Cool Spring Rain

Heartache deep, it was breaking granite stones
sun eclipsed on that raging fateful day.
He felt it, the blues down deep in his bones
lost love hurts, love hurts, as they often say.

She came on like lovely dancing whirlwind
such awesome beauty in her raven hair.
Becoming his hot lover and best friend
now he finds her love lost is just not fair.

He aching for days on that summer beach
and beautiful visions of her deep joy.
Her gone, life sought to miserably teach
realization she was never his toy!

Hope came one day, like a new cool Spring rain.
Any broken heart can find love again!

Robert J. Lindley, 10-30-2015


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Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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OUR MIDNIGHT PLACE

 OUR MIDNIGHT PLACE
As certain as the rains do fall in spring,
will be my love, for you to have and hold,
and know you now--my rain of love will bring
to you, all joy of which all love is told.

No one could ever count the drops that fall,
and so is put together, love for you,
numbers cannot be given them at all,
though put together, one is what will do.

And every single drop adds beauty there
to something we can call a rainy day,
to fill with love, made up, from everywhere,
the drops of life that make love what we say.

Our midnight place, your front porch, dreaming of
each drop of rain that's filled with so much love.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2012

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Kiss The Rain

Gray clouds spill open, falling down-pours ensue  
Cleansing air and filling lakes with sweet purity;    
Maintaining land and life’s ultimate maturity;   
Compelling a radiant sun to shine through,  
Giving very grateful eyes a pleasant view.   
After shrouding dome has lifted obscurity;  
For now, all life has acquired security.    
Earth rejoices in heaven’s generous dew.     

Embrace descending drops on a wearied soul.    
Smell the clean scent that refreshes stale air,
The splash that penetrates the mind’s domain;  
Renewing inter being with lost control.   
Not a thing in this world can ever compare,   
When one takes time to stop and kiss the rain.  

Copyright © 2013  By Caryl S. Muzzey

Sixth Place Winner ~ "Kiss The Rain" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gail Angel Doyle
March 18, 2013

Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2013

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MOMENT OF TRUTH

How much stark evidence, how many proofs 
will be dismissed before conceit it fails; 
and of His mercy decide to avail 
this presumptuous species from faith aloof. 
Flashbang rumble! A thousand unseen hoofs 
galloped overhead, as clattering hail 
mass-pogoed as if emptied from some vast pail 
upon unsuspecting Tarmac and roofs.  

Mercy, I swear I heard the atoms split 
from molecules to create ozone 
as, outside close nearby the lightning hit; 
its acrid tang prevalent in a home, 
which for a charged instant that bolt lit: 
thrilling spectator as he watched alone.

Copyright © Perry McDaid | Year Posted 2014

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A Kiss in the Pouring Rain

A kiss in the night, in the pouring rain She knows real passion, makes me quite insane I love the romance that she exhibits Blowing me away into little bits Each part of me still burns with loving awe I kiss her back by, I do grab and maw Exploring every part of her body I enjoy the awesome sensuality As the rain pours our hearts meld into one Our heart beats, blood’s rushing, nothing is gone We blend, our flesh slides, we find utter heights Flying higher than those grand, massive kites I kiss her in the night under the rain Our love will last always, it will remain Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014

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Dancing With the Rain

One day there came a shower of delight, which pitter-pattered on my window pane. With youth’s exuberance, my mind took flight. Outside I ran, embracing April’s rain. How sweet its scent! My soul was filled with mirth, for I was truly living in the “now.” Upon my lips, I tasted earth’s rebirth as spring’s refreshment fell upon my brow. I paused nearby my ornamental pear, inhaling deeply, hearing sky fall’s sound. The world was singing; fragrance filled the air. I then began to twirl and twirl around. Oh, how I wish to feel that way again - so young and hope-filled, dancing with the rain! Written 11/13/13

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013

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Kindest Stars

I look up high, the stars return the stare Of a polite sight, quiet everywhere The largest stars bleed onto the skyscape Rolling black velvet with its light escape Some three trees extend their heights before me Showered by raining stars delicately Light emitted is grand and quite mighty Even smallest ones of delight are free It’s a dartboard that’s a lite-bright behind Exposing the great glowing stars in kind The trees lead me upwards to the heavens Where the universe uniquely begins The sky holds my kindest stars of delight To treasure each night of my life in sight Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014

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Kiss the Rain

I Kiss the rain for it hides the tears 
As they flow down my face
All the bottled up sadness and fears
They won't look out of place 

For no one can tell that I'm in pain 
How heavy my heart may be
When I stand up tall and kiss the rain
The drops will hide so no one can see

They say the rain will cleanse you
Just Like a shower or a bath
So I'll use the rain to renew
To Decide upon a new path

So kiss the rain when you need to
No one will know but you. 


Copyright © Jennifer Marie Oliver | Year Posted 2013

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Reminiscing the Scent of Rain

There’s a certain force of the rain that flows That brings the scent to the forefront and grows On concrete the fragrance is a fresh grey Dull way to bring a stonewash smell to play It only comes when it first starts to rain Smell that pleases the senses without pain Not hot, just a cool rain will bring it up No scent can compare to this smell close-up At times it’s pungent, a fresh dirty smell Lifting the nose beyond where one does dwell Aroma like floating grainy gruffness Gnawing the insides bringing a roughness The fragrance wafts at the start of the rain Marking the scent of stone with water drain
Russell Sivey Contest: FRAGRANCE OF RAIN Sponsor: nette onclaud 11/16/2013

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013

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The Streets of Positano

Four days in, the picture frame is Positano,
The falling rain, the silence of our separation.
Unexplained, unravelling threads of expectation,
This is real, we came undone in Positano.

City of dreams, threshold to the lives of many,
Ancient streets, supporting the weight of shuffling feet.
Lonely streets, wet with the tears of Positano.
Thoughts of home, I thought I knew which way to turn,
Walking with you, my feet got clumsy and insecure,
Coming undone, our truth came out in Positano.

Sometimes, we are back again in that passing moment,
Beyond these walls, our souls come out to join and thrive.
Love was alive, and rose like the sun to light the sky,
Once in a life, we were close on the streets of Positano.

Copyright © James Fredholm | Year Posted 2013

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Droplets of Heaven

OLD POEM: GRAY SKY FALLS (SIJO)

Paralyzed sunshine of the day, gray kissed skyscrapers in faint
Blurry dance stuck in the air as the dew pervades some occlusions
Day sketched gloom in beauty behind the droplets of breezy nimbus

NEW POEM:

Thy painter of sky smiled from altitudes
The angels flew, danced amid the wet clouds
Coloring mist, dust of beatitude
Heaven's gate roared, the lightning showed some proud

The veil of universe lurks from behind
The shades crawl slow, camouflaged by the dark
Droplets pervade the odor of sweet mind
Like the smell of a wet land, the yearn park

Breezes whistle through the aisles of droplets
Caressing the skin while sky sheds its tears
Gaze to the stunning gloom in violets
The sparks steal some moments, shines with no fears

Flood recede and leaves caught the rest of rain
As my heart fades from melancholy, drained

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4th position
Metamorph
Sponsor	Debbie Guzzi

Copyright © Yanny Widjanarko | Year Posted 2013

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Rain

The darkness drops again,
A dropletof the tragic rain,
Hopeless than to face the coming train,
The winds blow with no brain,
The bolt of the thundering banger,
Scattering and causing danger,
And the dusts arise in anger,
Humans on the race, 
In order not to miss the the trace,
Roofs in the air,
The trees forced to bend,
And let's it fruits down, 
Heavens open it doors,
The rain looses it grips.

Copyright © Ferdinard Victory | Year Posted 2014

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Rain

The darkness drops again,
A dropletof the tragic rain,
Hopeless than to face the coming train,
The winds blow with no brain,
The bolt of the thundering banger,
Scattering and causing danger,
And the dusts arise in anger,
Humans on the race, 
In order not to miss the 
 trace,
Roofs in the air,
The trees forced to bend,
And let's it fruits down, 
Heavens open it doors,
The rain looses it grips.

Copyright © Ferdinard Victory | Year Posted 2014

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A Water Sonnet

Rivers roll, across the lands
and their song is heard, by many ears.
While oceans roll, upon the sands 
and cry their crystal tears.

The tides will help to cleanse the earth; 
sand-showers; they are free.
Though ocean-lands, may have a wide girth;
the tides will find it, yes siree!

Water is the source of life; 
a precious, roaming gift.
A lack of water, produces strife
and sands, they cannot shift.

So pray, the rain, will always come.
To water’s music; life must hum.

Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014

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Black Rain

An active storm forecast for Hurricane Season
Sandbags, evacuations can save people’s lives
But offshore in black water a new threat now thrives
Inland states may suffer too, here’s the reason
Storms gain power in Gulf seas betrayed by treason
Soaking up dark sea’s moisture, such power derives
Will tropical cyclones carry black rain like knives
Giving inland farm crops, city streets a greasin’

The man-made drilling well still spews oil that floats
But the clouds of great storms may be darker this year
Murky sea water now lies in the Gulf storms’ path
Ma Nature has an aerial view as she gloats
Remains of dinosaurs fill hurricanes with fear
Bitter justice abounds in a defiled earth’s wrath

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2010

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SAVAGE SUN

The glaring sneering Sun has
Beat me down to the pavement.

The hot the heat
The flaring has won.

The. Violent engagement beastly
Perspiration beseigement

Beaming steaming gleaming
Dazed AMAZED seeking shade
From deathly rays.

Prone to bemoan the scorching
Phase of days of UNFALLING RAIN

Nick named SMOKRD AND turned
FIRE STARTER SUN 
Churned and burned

Copyright © VAL BROOKLYN Rogers BLK PANTHER | Year Posted 2015

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Why are cold stars red and hot stars blue

Why are cold stars red and hot stars blue?
I asked Sherry, ma chéri, whilst stargazing
yesternight she and I, only us, hands holding;
Why are hot stars blue and cold stars red?
I asked her anew 'cause I thought she knew;
Her mouth motionless–her eyne tears shed.
Why are blue stars hot and red stars cold?
She kept on weeping, still voicing no reply;
Barefoot, as usual–her feet gladly I behold.
Why are red stars cold and blue stars hot?
No answer but an osculation was all I got.
Lying on the grass yesternight, she and I,
Rainwater started pouring over the lass
And me, yesternight, lying on the grass.

Copyright © Ivo Cosentino | Year Posted 2014

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Autumn's Breath

The autumn rain falls, drip, drip, drip on down As crisp as the breath of fall I don’t drown I love the feel of the autumn evening Being so filled with rain a great feeling Rain cooled by the sky and the air fallen As the clouds reaches nearer to the glen They explode with the grey life of evening My feelings in this time go exploring The ground is slightly wet and the air damp There is little light within the sky’s lamp I sense the coolness of the evening air Showing I truly love it and I care The near night feel radiates peace and calm Dampness with a chill is within my palm
Russell Sivey Contest: Autumn's Breath Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle 8/13/2013

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013

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Indispensable Essence, 2

 (Shakespearean)

Against the sky, the weathered land now sinks
as water pours its force upon the earth
'til mossy glades become the tattered links
between the ocean's rim and mountain's girth.
A drought creates the stagnant puddle-scum
unfit to slake the thirst of man or ape
while life on earth will shrink and soon become
too weak to fight disease or seek escape.
Yet streams still flow with water fresh and clean
to nourish all of life within their range,
as pastures blossom, lush in verdant green,
from rain which curries earth in soft exchange.
        As life cannot continue without breath,
        a rainless land may gather only death.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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Thirst for Life 2

(Blank Verse Sonnet)

Autumn sun at noon lends wilting ordeal,
and scorches earth to wither blossoms' face;
the breath to whistle shrinks away to aught,
and throats athirst are choking with no spit.

As turtles, lizards, thirsty toads cry out
for rain, the birds begin a shelter search;
the trees dig deeper, leaves become dry curl,
and life performs a drooping dance of death.

Yet rain has come, a slow, obscure nimbus;
as showers mantle earth with warm, wet tears,
the dry-bed rivers rise as children splash,
and wakened earthworms twine back on the job.

We stand here hand in hand to sniff the air,
breathe in, and watch new life return to earth. 





Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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Till Shines The Day

Tenderly hits the rain on the window

Cheers my heart as it sweeps away the dust

Fits me between roses of green meadow

Deluding me to dream, or so I must

So softly it fell as poets may tell

Passes on the gentle chill of winter

Carries me to you as I hoped it will

Lost dreams to miss, and nights to remember

Still I remember what nights left behind

Still I rejoice when rain knocks on the door

As it flames my heart, too hopeful yet blind

To shine on sweet moments I have no more

For as rain drops sneak when sun is away

So does my heart, steals dreams till shines the day


From: Echoes (http://wp.me/1om48)

Copyright © Samar Saleh | Year Posted 2012

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Every Day

The pigeon-shaded sidewalk glistened wet
After swimming all night under rain
That poured from charcoal-coloured clouds and met
With feathers ruffling in disdain.

It was still dark as thunder in the sky,
As if the sun decided to sleep in -
Preferring to be silent in his rise,
To let those giants in gray play violin.

Electric bolts danced briefly in the distance. 
The warning bell that followed rumbled low,
Complaining of his dreary coexistence 
Between that fire and the rain that fell below.

Until at last the sun came out to play,
Instilling hope that maybe, this time, she would stay.  

Copyright © Meghan McLaren | Year Posted 2014

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Black and White World

In the black and white world that’s here at night Keeping limited viewing with our sight The moon is present and helps a little And the rain doesn’t help, it belittles You can see by the small amount of light But without color, which adds to the fright The rain is pouring and the moon’s beaming Having me to see somewhat, it’s gleaming I walk within this rain, the moon to play I don’t know what to do nor what to say I stand too long and I’m drenched completely I’m one with nature, I’m surely crafty I go along now in the black and white My eyes aren’t able to see enough light
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013