Angela Crabtree Poet Rhyme

It Only Hurts Because It Rains

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

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Malabika Ray Choudhury August 2, 2021 at 4:46 PM A wonderful poem, Angela, about love and relationship. "it only hurts because it rains" - amazing line Angela Crabtree August 2, 2021 at 8:37 PM Thank you Malabika :)

Ken Rone May 5, 2021 at 12:13 PM Angelica: what a great line, so simple yet so perfect. Four adjetives, one verb (past tense). "a precious gem of emerald green sparkling in winters seen..." - Ken Angela Crabtree August 2, 2021 at 8:36 PM Thank you Ken :)

Gary Radice March 22, 2021 at 1:04 PM Great poem and I absolutely love the title. Angela Crabtree March 25, 2021 at 11:13 AM Thank you, Gary :)

Richard Lamoureux March 22, 2021 at 7:18 AM Thanks for your visit. Hugs Rick. Angela Crabtree March 25, 2021 at 11:12 AM Hugs back :)

Akkina Downing March 17, 2021 at 10:51 AM Angela, this is so beautifully done! I love love it :) Angela Crabtree March 25, 2021 at 11:12 AM Thank you, Akkina :)

Paul Callus March 9, 2021 at 9:33 AM This poem speaks of a personal experience in a relationship, one which the reader accepts without needing to intrude further. ~ Regards // paul Angela Crabtree March 14, 2021 at 4:08 PM Thank you, Paul :)

Anne-Lise Andresen March 8, 2021 at 7:30 AM - A wonderful poem, Angela - Western Norway where I live has a rich historical heritage and many visible traces of the Vikings :) - They did not care about the rain but were afraid of thunder :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Angela Crabtree March 14, 2021 at 3:57 PM Thank you, Anne-Lise :)

Gordon Mcconnell March 7, 2021 at 12:33 PM Good pen Angela, rather fine imagery with insightful thought too. Blessings,Gordon Angela Crabtree March 14, 2021 at 3:48 PM Thank you, Gordon :)

Richard Lamoureux March 7, 2021 at 7:18 AM I like the historical mixture within this passionate piece. Angela Crabtree March 14, 2021 at 3:36 PM Thank you, Richard :)

Victor Buhagiar March 7, 2021 at 1:27 AM Introspective poem with a hint of romance. I love the emotions in this poem. Hope you'll have a lovely Sunday. Angela Crabtree March 14, 2021 at 3:26 PM Thank you, Victor :)

Harry Horsman March 6, 2021 at 8:52 PM What a wonderful poem this is, and so much can i relate to it, my father and mother, blue and hazel eyes and i with the green, also my dna is viking. To my fav. Angela Crabtree March 14, 2021 at 3:21 PM Thank you, Harry. I really appreciate it :)

Beryl Edmonds March 6, 2021 at 5:31 PM This is truly beautiful Angela and it reads from either top to bottom or bottom to top, either way it’s lovely. Belle Angela Crabtree March 6, 2021 at 6:34 PM Thank you, Belle :)

Vijay Pandit March 6, 2021 at 3:29 PM In perfect love harmony this poem speaks. Quite an emotive expression in precious words, Angela. Angela Crabtree March 6, 2021 at 6:34 PM Thank you, Vijay :)