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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~
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