Son Rain Poems

Heavy rains fill shoes 
son is tired of trench foot 
walks in stocking feet...

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A snowstorm was predicted
But the city just got rain,
Although, at first, some snowflakes
Landed on each window pane.

They disappeared in seconds
But just thirty miles away,
My son...

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Regret beats down like rain
Longing is like a still aquifer
No matter how I cup my hands
Regrets slip through my fingers
Filters underground to longing

All my failures...

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End up when the rain has gone
And The Sun shines on
You will see the light
Receiving it bright

the Sun after the rain

The clouds part away
From this...

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Writing to all whom feeling tired,
Down trodden
Hopeless, weary, those tired of their trials of the past tense, future tense
Present and now…
It’s OK
Be encouraged for the...

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Like a smile, breathing
Hope is pleading
For the joy who we share
To stir us with its prayer
Reminding hearts to care
Reminding souls laid bare
To find a way...

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We must trust our understanding
 Of our individual storms
Weather the storm through
Put setbacks shall be outcomes 
Thunder and rains brews
Storms a brewing waging's, I'm gonna...

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I knew you—
When your hands cradled endless dreams
Not plastic boxes with silver screens
When your only bio was scribbled in crayons
Beneath drawings of skies pink or...

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Gentle rain, soothing, calming
A weary soul, a mind who is silent
Whispering hope, kindness - empathy
Tenderness stirred with the sigh of wet
Whims, inspiring the serenity within
The...

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puddles in potholes 
damp cool morning will burn
before monsoon busts open

achy stiff start per usual
body creaks to the bathroom
teeth brushed face splashed
hair undisheveling--attempted
throw on a...

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Raindrops descend, puddles form,
A stream engulfed, a river is born,
A course is set, the sea to reach,
Meandering ponderously to a far off beach.

The sea reclaims...

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As spring showers soaked through to my soft skin,
In hapless home in youthful age akin,
Through stabbing sorrow's sleeplessness I knew,
I grappled grief as fantom fears...

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If I could take my time again
A different thing I'd do;
I'd take the comfort, leave the pain,
I'd take the sunshine, leave the rain,
If only I...

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Like a gentle tear from God
Rain splashes the windows, erasing
Marks of dust, grime and grunge
With sparkling drops, embracing
The wonders of fresh reflections
Enlightening, delighting, replacing
The stains...

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We dream of rain... 
And the mystery of the gun
We bold hold and driven apart 
Kill the king when lovers depart
We dream of rain and...

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