Fallen Rain

Rain clicks with the glass
An amassed pane

I am the cup 
Running outside,

Its fallen tongue —
I cannot let you go

Rain clicks with the glass
Since you're outside the blue

Clouds brought down, but 
I'm missing skies —

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John Fleming

Date: 8/2/2025 3:09:00 PM

Appealing! Cannot quite put my finger on it or explain with words...quite mesmerizing. :) john

Suzette Richards

Date: 7/18/2025 1:17:00 AM

Your poem resonates on many levels, Paige. It feels like a voice that trusts its own instincts, even when they lead to fragmentation or opacity. It requires an emotional risk and a willingness to leave things unresolved.

Suzette Richards
Date: 7/18/2025 1:18:00 AM

I like this :)

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 7/13/2025 10:56:00 AM

Rain so needed, but alas, a massive cloud cover.this is a homey, picturesque poem. Well writ.

I Am Anaya

Date: 7/12/2025 1:55:00 PM

" I am the cup Running outside" I felt the empathy running thru veins Your unique tragic voice in some cases really hits hard! Omgosh the caption code is 9JW lol

Anne Winter

Date: 7/11/2025 6:00:00 PM

Dear Paige, your poem is softly aching like the rain. So well written. Emotions flowing through words just like rain..... beautiful

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/11/2025 11:10:00 AM

I can feel the emotion of this one very well

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 7/11/2025 10:14:00 AM

Dear Paige, so quietly powerful for it lingers, like the sound of rain against the window on a gray afternoon. I love how you capture longing and distance with such simple images such as the cup running outside, the rain’s “fallen tongue,” the ache of missing skies. Such a gentle sadness in your words, but also a sense of hope, like the promise of clear skies after the storm. Summer Blessings, my Dear Paige, Daniel

Ink Empress

Date: 7/11/2025 7:49:00 AM

Its raining and im listening to the sound of rain as i read this! How beautiful and as always metaphorical! Pleasure reading this gem! Sending you light always