Best Devotionrain Poems
Praying For Rain (collaboration with-Chris D. Aechtner)
by~ CHRIS D. AECHTNER:
She resembles a ghost from the past,
and I wonder how long she will last?
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a film of sickness.
She still smiles through a frown of pain,
strengthening my resolve to see this through,
to make sure we both equally gain.
And when the waves finally pull her away,
pull out her dying breath,
will she transform back into rain?
She leans on me, light as a feather.
So light and fragile.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.
Hold her hand,
hand her back a smile,
I am praying for rain,
praying for rain.
*** by~ POET D:
Feel her peace,
Listen for her voice,
I am praying for rain,
praying for rain.
My dreams will always wonder in her field of rain.
A journey withered under the wavy seas.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.
Light as a feather, I fell her Autumn sun,
I feel her presence, her sickness is gone,
upon my face I feel the moonlight rain.
At last she is leaving behind these wiping tears.
Her rain-less eyes now open the seas and skies,
pouring her jewels of purity in to my heart.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.
She is the ghost from my past
and I pray for this essence of her rain to last.
A Collaboration with *Chris D. Aechtner
~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~
I watch as the rain pours down incessantly
I listen as the west wind howls past so silently
Yet to my destination I must pursue
My fate be tested my truth be told
Yet alas my goal is not yet in view
Steadfastly onto my burden I hold
Bathed in this monsoon rain I stand weathered
Yet I know that without a doubt I shall reach unrested
I personally believe in a cultral of time. I believe personally that this nation will rise up and
all the rhetoric in its existence will cultivate just in the nick of (?). And if you're still in doubt,
don't hate my belife's just because your's is in the ultimate sprout. What's it all about is that
the privaledge of justification is overshadow by the greed and our nation will sort out the nay
'sayers just because other's are jealous over the weed. I believe; that if this country....this
country from sea to shinning sea will see that poverty is defeated when normalcy is depleted.
Depleted in such a way that the majority of future endeavors is celebrated in our life-time
and a joyish occasion of folk's will turn their nose up to a society of "children's submerge with
out clout".
I believe - just in the nick of time, GOD-a soverign creator, he's Alpha & Omega will give
mankind no concern of their own doing that is interfering and confusing to his selfish ruling. I
just personally believe: "He's God all by himself". And by himself and the word state's that
he is in every disconcern of what the Germans, the Americans the Polish and the Soviet Un-
ion have to say to scare other's into thinking that the "weapon's of mass-destruction will
prove power is in their backyard-just because they hold the button??..
I belive in his return, and the concern of modern day brother's and sister's from the east coa
st to the west coast knows that our fore-father's gave their live's to peace, not too freedom,
but that freedom is appreciated more when it is deviated upon bloodless shore's. "Everthing
is going to be alright", earthquake's in haiti and the devastation of youth's killing youths. Our
Nation and all citie's that's responsible for the freedom of all and I believe also for the poor
and less fourtunate that still have to crawl, "let it rain and let it rain day or nite. I believe,
"Everything is going to be Alright".
May 8th 2009
take a moment
—to look at me
just one final moment
what do you see?
when you look into my pain-filled eyes
is there darkness?
a sliver of light?
excruciating affliction crashes over me,
do you not see?
is there nothing?
only a blank, impassive face
no significance, no sign
of guilt that smolders inside of me
deadening my sweltered heart
oh how these eyes pour acid rain
incessant dripping in the night
eyelids red and swollen
too miserable to endure
on and on that wretched rain will pour
until there’s nothing anymore
and our cruel silence, that vermin
crawling about awkwardly, unyielding
invading me
dwelling within these withering eyes
that you lackadaisically look upon
in hatred perhaps
or sheer pity
gouge them out of their sockets
they mean nothing
for even the darkness will not blind my heart
my love grows on as my expression dies
time is our enemy now
see how he flies!
look at me
and don’t utter a syllable
simply look
it’s the only way it will cease
a mere gaze
a moment’s peace
be the one to clear the clouds
the filth…
and if you can’t repair my world
replenish the damage
then by your presence
by your life
it will blow the toxic waste away
and clean up the developed grime
that you cannot see
i alone have caused my acid rain
and without you I am nothing
my guilt may devour me
but say nothing and only stare
gaze in wonder
intimately, unfailingly
the dripping is already less heavy
no longer weighing me down
your sun will shine
although you’ll never be mine
i give in…
i accept
my eyes glaze over
in dreariness,
in weariness…
they forlornly droop
tremulously close
stillness overflows
—and my heart slowly…
with much effort
opens
at last
The Rain Has Stopped