Love Rain Poems

The body remembers…
What the mind politely forgets.

How rain once meant survival
How cold once meant fear

How being held...
Was once the only god that mattered.
...

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Days too long for the sun to bite still hard,
All trees bring forth leaves that are mostly green,
Different hues are what summer fails to preen,
With...

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There is a place he knows of rest
it is a place in wooded mist
and days of wandering in sorrow ways
his broken heart returns this day

she's...

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Written July 14, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori 
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So tiny, yet so vast:...

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I was saved by quiet things—
The rustle of the morning breeze,
The way the robin spreads its wings,
The golden drift of autumn leaves.

I was saved by...

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Rain clicks with the glass
An amassed pane

I am the cup 
Running outside,

Its fallen tongue —
I cannot let you go

Rain clicks with the glass
Since you're outside...

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Looking over my northern shoulder
at the changing shades of day
a weak winter sun turning twilight grey
teardrops of rain on the window
the gentle sigh of the...

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Through the rain that sings melancholic melodies, coal clouds weave their dark dreams,
I pray to reach a realm where eagles lift the skies with wings...

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A practice kiss with her hand
Misses body, heart

The droplets like her fall — 
She amasses their death

Even inside, outside
Let rain go no further....

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Her big beautiful eyes were piercing me up and close
Her playful smile playing all over, vainly trying to prepare me
But, as always, in a trance...

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I carry a house upon my back,
A fragile frame of dreams and stone.
Its windows cracked, its timbers black,
But still I walk, and still alone.

Each wall...

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When it rains it catches you completely off guard 
No mercy when it thunders and comes down hard
Your mind and heart starts to go down...

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Love is laughter under gray skies,
barefoot steps where the calmness lies.
Raindrops fall but we remain~
holding hands through mirth and pain,
spinning dreams where sadness dies....

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Where streetlights flicker and windows gleam,
I heard her heels on dark concrete—
sharp clicks that carved the midnight air,
her cigarette a crimson flame
against a city thick...

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Let me tell you a tale 
of a small boy,
who wanted a gale 
and some flashy rain.

A small child, naughty he was,
Never wanted school,so
he sent...

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