Best When It Rains Poems

The steadily falling cold August rains
Continue to pour upon Cheshires lanes;
Over flattening fields of soddened wheat,
Soaking the grass, splashing the feet.

Stands the Combine in the...

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On a special Suicidal Night,
I sit alone inside this nightmare 
In a nightmare with no windows 
Nobody can see me
I can see nobody

Flowers, above
My eyes...

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Sunlight rains upon my face
Cascading memories cloaked in mystery
Kissing my eyelids
Ancient teardrops glide down my cheeks
Warmth illuminating my hungry soul

A sense of calm
A pulsating ellipse...

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Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly...

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F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a...

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Cypress trees like evergreen steeples
rise above rows of gravestone woes,
their shadows lie side by side like railroad ties 
across writhing paths banded like snakes;
the gravel...

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a poet, you say? pardon no, not am I
there's only ONE poet - He writes on the
       sky
of sunsets...

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Here, I scribble a letter 
to the rhapsodical rose, 
dipping my quill in 
stardust that slips 
like a violet waterfall 
from the tips of 
white...

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Distant prayers echo through a lilac sky
light flickers brilliantly in angelic eyes
a yellow crocheted blanket falls to the floor
and a growing heart winks inside.

Kindness breeds...

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In Dreams, Her Spirit Sallied Forth: with Lin Lane

Through frigid months, she waited for Spring rains
to give relief and ease heartbroken pains,
Nature will award that...

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The Rulers wield their silver shields,
             wear golden coronets
while warders guard the prison...

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A hot and humid day floats merrily on the seas
As tiny bikinis amble in sandy footprints
And frolic in the motives of soft ocean breeze 
Building...

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When I was just a little girl
I painted soaring seagulls
in a dawning sky of duck-egg blue
I painted ladybirds and whimsical butterflies
A red cottage with square-shaped...

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Abigail’s Spring - Favorite 

Beneath the shelter of winter’s barren arbor
My winter abused heart
Watches the day’s light linger in the sky resisting darkness -
Begging to...

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Regally it stands, the staunch guardian of her lonesome heart,
Reminiscing in revelries of yore, treasured memories impart,
Defying glum turbulence of now, hanging on to seasons...

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