We’ve had so many days without
A single drop of rain
That trees and plants are suffering
From lack-of-water strain.
For people, it’s been wonderful -
With so much time outside,
The joy of crisp fall weather
Paired with sun can’t be denied.
Yet animals are hurting and
Most crops are fading, too,
Though there isn’t really anything
To help that we can do.
Yet, there are reports that Thursday
We’ll experience some rain.
I’ll miss these lovely sunny days,
But I will not complain.
Categories:
rainless, weather,
Form: Rhyme
Be the river of my rainless desert...
where the coldest and the wildest wind swept;
ah, it took away the harmony of my tunes:
once the only comforter of the sand dunes!
So far, I have accomplished nothing worthwhile
that made me rise above my absent worthiness;
there have been precious days wasted in total loneliness:
when hope is lost, even faith is trashed in the dirt pile!
Be the river of my rainless desert,
flood it with your bubbling water;
beautiful flowers will bloom in daylight,
changing this sadness to laughter!
I wander the noisy streets and people sing and cheer,
what's the secret to their lasting happiness?
I've waited long enough for a simple answer:
no silent voice ever makes happy and thrilling sounds!
Be the river of my rainless desert,
quench my thirst, and I'll bid my farewell
to what held me captive for long with endless hurt;
I'll sing again on flowery meadows and feel swell!
Categories:
rainless, absence, anxiety, desire, hope,
Form: Lyric
Rainless clouds are drifting by
As I stand in solitude,
There in the dark deep grey sky,
They mirror my somber mood;
As I stand in solitude,
Sunless clouds are feeling dry,
They mirror my somber mood,
As they go past with a sigh;
Sunless clouds are feeling dry,
And they are doing no good,
As they go past with a sigh,
Leaving me alone to brood;
And they are doing no good,
There in the dark deep grey sky,
Leaving me alone to brood,
Rainless clouds are drifting by.
Categories:
rainless, blue, sad,
Form: Pantoum
As a whisper that vanished in the wind,
as a shimmering candle light, exhausted.
raced against time eager to take the first breath of life,
won over, racing to the top; stubborn with life.
literally 4 feet high.
kissed dirt, as the hunger pang
was never worth a deer.
lost that was loved and
loved that who hated.
grieving over the memories lost,
emotions have been explored,
every surfaced weakness has been persecuted.
banished for being a coloured face,
yet a dead heart still beating inside.
Like sadness scorching the sun
and a rainless morning sky.
like a saint having a possession over nothing,
should I cross over as a passing cloud,
with a silenced tone, voice not heard.
Never deserving to exist.
Categories:
rainless, abuse, age, cry, hurt,
Form: Free verse
Unearth me,
sift my confusion through your eyes,
dilute my anger with the moist of your lips;
graffiti my skin with prayers of trust;
grind my fear into a fine dust—
wrap me in the quilt of your ragged lullaby,
and bring me to life under a red and rainless sky.
Categories:
rainless, love, me, , Lullaby,
Form: Rhyme