Raindrop Poems - Poems about Raindrop

RAINDROP DAY Hands mottled, waves at indigo Table Mountain soft raindrops fill copper birdbath full Winter not yet arrived grey air meadows liquid light filters atmosphere an old woman struggles under weight of stagnant memories I smile with raindrops as they manifest a dream drapery no me, no my, no you, no yours OmniLove misting me through my own undying freedom...

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Who am I? I'm that star in the sky that remains when all the other stars have run away I'm the last raindrop that dances on the rooftop at the end of a stormy day I'm that leaf that clings to the tree when the other leaves have accepted their fate I'm the last second of that minute of that hour that urges the...

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Raindrops fall from gray sky As amethyst tears from brown eyes Images tattoos on mahogany minds Neon signs of division so unkind Dear ones when death comes for you Remember only love will embrace who Others have cast away with hard hearts Pray for faith and light despite dark ...

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I fall a raindrop from stratus to stratum birthed from clouds pregnant with thunder a lion’s roar —a pride in the sky— fierce! armed with lightning’s rip and slit the scythe of claw and tooth finds its prey knifing sunset’s skin desecrating cranberry rays it’s red demise fills my see-through-eyes Sun’s canvas shredded I fall through tattered pages of watercolor-layers accumulating dust...

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I've spoken to a raindrop; It listened so intently in its special way A life so blessed that I never want to end; my only wish is to stay I've whispered to a raindrop; it offered me seclusion in its special way Of my thoughts darkest collusion, a demon’s fire it would offer to slay I've confided in a...

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The cool raindrops wash over my lush flowers, a warm gentle breeze caressing blooms and ferns; the delicate rain, so needed to sustain, there are Bell, Cone, Corn, and Sun flower towers. With yellow, purple, pink, red and blue mingling, oh, how the garden loves these tranquil showers; fragrant petals of daisies, and violets, I do not care if it rains...

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Small raindrops pitter patter against my window. The sound the raindrops make is nature’s soothing music, a light shower lullaby. No winds are howling, so the raindrops fall softly, almost like a glistening mist, kissing the leaves on trees and the lovely petaled faces of my flowers. I step out onto my deck for a while, enjoying the gentle song of pitter patter. Come, little raindrops. Keep nourishing the plants around my house. I...

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Charcoal cloud melts in the scorched sky, summer drizzle descends serenading with the fascinating flotilla in arid air. The spectrum of the setting scarlet sun sparkles in the slant splash of the raindrops, soaking the singed malachite meadow, pristine petrichor exudes in amber ambiance. In the moistened crack of the desiccated soil sprouts an olivine sapling after a long while, spreads the...

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Lonely Raindrop, only one chance to stir the waters that collect and pool on the ground. Diving in, he rebounds and dissipates, conforming to all other drops that fell down. If you've seen one raindrop, you've seen them all… not a unique bunch of fellows, they. A weary life reflected by the back drop of black clouds...

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Purple Butterflies and Raindrops on Roses Open my eyes. See the window covered in tiny beads of wet. Hear the raindrops on roses that line the building. That isn't right. Why can I hear the soft beating of rain? Smell sulfur and smoke and ozone? I turn my head. Soft, cotton leggings of pink and...

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I'm older than your dad and your grandpa too! I've been around ever since day two. God said, "Noah, go forth, cypress wood to chop", Because of me - Raindrop.    I'm a tasteless, odorless, colorless, stud. You mix me with water, and you get mud. Your mom will say, "don't track in that slop". Blame it on me - Raindrop. Talking about blame, I...

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Mother raindrop  She didn’t want the lunch I prepared said she was on a diet, unhappy with her body she is half of a watermelon to keep my company I wish she hadn’t stopped talking about her discontent I tried to enjoy my lunch, cauliflowers with Cheese sauce, celery sticks with Roquefort  I had gone vegetarian to please her Later, on the terrace, tending to...

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Once there was a little girl tall and full of pain. The little girl was as bright as the sun but all she wanted was to fall like the rain. Pitter patter, drip drop. She wished to reach the sky and travel the world. She wished to cut through the clouds like she was wielding...

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Its rain and rain; and rain again..' But are those politicans ready? To thwart or stall? this great downfall' Cause for weeks its been coming steady! How we need a crew that will take issue As with a plan-demic we knew Proclaiming, one..' Raindrop (is one too many!) ...

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In the silence There is a humming A hint of life’s Forever whisper. The whirr of atoms Spinning galaxies Iron rails singing Un-clappered bells Repeating a lost call A vibratory vastness Seeking validation A raindrop ...

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