Rain Memory Poems

The happy drops of the rain 
that irrigates the thirsty ground 
Carrying the memory of every soul 
In love with the rain they all sing...

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Do mem’ries of the Inverted Fountain 
Well past midnight with Irene still remain?
Do you recall the way from the bus stop 
To the Kerckhoff Coffee...

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Through somber days with sleepless night,
Through howling winds with blistering bite


     I saw the weary man wandering by,
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Must morning return so soon?
her hand-me-down haste,
& moth-eaten bloom,
grieves for the rain,
of last night's pour,
but, I still taste,
the petrichor,
dancing,
on my tongue.
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Time  was when I dwelt on you,
My heart had when felt for you,
My will’s belt loosened for you,
When my mind melted for you…

With that...

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Once again, the ghosts of your sad past
come alive and show up in fearful words;
All I can do is stop you from shivering,
soothe the pain...

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Have you ever been forgetful
When you're busy with a lot on your mind
As I do from time to time
Or just like me a scatterbrain

Like talking...

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Surreal love like a blow on the face of the moon
A lukewarm romance in a gloomy afternoon 
Like a dust soaked in drop of rain...

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a memory scorned 
it was a different type of silence
long ago
that ate the morning sun 
in the cathedral 
between the pillars 
bleeding into life
you and...

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I love the pitter-patter of the rain upon the glass
The soft rhythm creates memories that only dreams surpass
Cosy fireside moments while the weather beats her...

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It started with a blank canvas-
just another mid-spring day;
no sun nor rain, or gentle breeze-
an atmosphere so still and gray.

A day in May- a fresh-mowed...

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My older bro watered half of the garden, in the back and front,
cause the weatherman said there'll be 50% chance of rain today.

Our Monopoly gameboard...

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Memory, the annihilation loop in darkness haunts…
this night…a hammer 
old, gun barrel cold
weight of a baby’s head, less a hair
gripping death, tempered fire punching steam...

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There was a light rain falling as I walked this morning…the weather was cool and calm
when I remembered a night just like this…years ago…in our...

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