Best Rainwater Poems

A rain barrel near the house
While the rain is pouring
The rain barrel catches raindrops
Filling the barrel up to the top

Rainwater is useful
It is good for...

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O April
how I’ve longed for your return
to breathe new life 
into this gnarled body..
for these roots to be unfettered 
from the grasping earthen frost -...

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Death, the final frontier?

A nest is round.

Our nest the Earth is round like all the stars and planets.

All things are orbital, even time and space.

Let...

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Introspection 

suspends in dark blue amnion
as rainwater blooms a reflection pool
an oasis of energy for contemplative embryo;
in stillness I grow.. my pulse a flowing stream...

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In sepia foliage's of falsified fantasies,
cursed by haunting hornets stinging 
with honeyed painted lies,
her mind was like a matriarch of metaphors.

An inflorescent seed buried in...

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What blessed and sweet relief,
Is the long awaited heavenly rain.
For the many people, a too hot
Heat, the scorching sun has slain.

Water is Divine and sustains...

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The rose was fragile in its beauty,
Its hue the colour of romance novels and warm tea,
But these flowers aren’t flickers of flames in winter,
They were...

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If you ever visit South Wales do go and see 
The location of what was an awful tragedy
Famous for the wrong reasons the town of...

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Married for eternity to the cool earth.
So difficult to think about my beautiful flower.
Surrounded by jagged rocks and cold rainwater.
Your sweet petal skin forged from...

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She gave me a dry idea
Then asked me if I wanted to join her
To go dancing in the rainwater
Only for me to wake up
And find...

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I have little to say
as an avalanche of maple
spills over the back fence
and water weighted branches, 
heavy with the perfume of rain,
bow and bend 
in...

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I am a Banyan tree,
More than hundred years old,
Near a beautiful lake I stand,
In the heart of Mother Nature.

During my life span I have seen,
Days...

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The arrogance of humanity
Insists some piece of it we own,
But fragile Earth on which we tread,
God gives us only as a loan.
As we impose our...

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As the days turned to night we would find ourselves pondering our futures
The sky was red in the west as the sun set upon our...

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Vodka
That is what they drink
never water
on no account will a Commie ever drink water
and not without good reason
water that's what I'm getting at
water is the...

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