Indio Ramos Poet Quatrain

Romance of Rain

This rainful haze but coldly dance
atop that meekly warmth of eve
a fancy frozen of a hum
of feast and drink, we drown and live
 
and half about our highly walls
the windows keep the tease of dew –
our roads run up some busied halls
of damning damp, of dulling old
 
and nightly drumming men of rain
a crowd we are of wont by sleep
our prance in wet a holy sight
your calm, a godly icing breathe
 
but we both know the sins of gray
that dance we hear is opt to fade
I am no moon, nor sun, nor day
for ours is but, romance of rain.

August 18, 2012

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Anne-Lise Andresen October 23, 2013 at 5:21 AM - Like it, a lovely poem Windsor ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Indio Ramos October 23, 2013 at 5:27 AM Thanks, Anne! :)