Rooftops Poems - Poems about Rooftops

...Rainfall from the heavens Flashing lights on the horizon Tapping drops from the skies on frilly rooftops Whooshing splashes on leafy greens Pit-a-pat...pit-a-pat...!, rhythmic sounds on r......Read the rest...

...He lives with dive bomb dog they warned me I had no idea what that meant They shove him off rooftops Hoping he can get his paws to the gear lever in time I soon learned what it meant Are you o......Read the rest...

...Across the sunbaked plains, a hush descends so deep, A million eyes turn skyward, secrets the heavens keep. The moon, a silent dancer, steals the sun's golden rays, And day surrenders softly, to a......Read the rest...

... I am a metaphor for tears, born from murky clouds, pouring gracefully or rampantly, in a choreography of liquid grace, dancing to the sound of pitter patter, upon rooftops and windo......Read the rest...

...(by Sara Edgen-Baker & Mystic Rose) "Let the rain kiss you like a silver liquid drop as it sings to you a lullaby of love" I am a......Read the rest...

..."Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby." Langston Hughes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am the soft pitter-p......Read the rest...

... The leaden gray blacking clouds Open up and drops me upon the earth. I fill the lakes and make the rivers run. I fall into the hustle and bustle of crowds As they huddle under their umbrella......Read the rest...

...Based upon San Diego's latest tourism video lyric, "If your're happy and you know it, clap your hands." O If you love our Lord Jesus, why not show it? O If you just happen to love our Lord,......Read the rest...

...Quote: And the tree said to the wind: “Leaf me alone!” -- unknown I am the invisible wind, always present but never seen I'm not just a void; I can be gentle, whispering songs through leaves ......Read the rest...

...We are partly into an early Spring and the horses' struts with their heads held up. White Palominos all, majestic beauties they'd be in the heart of the little village passing by the central square......Read the rest...

...From Harlem's pulse, a symphony untold, Stories etched in a brownstone, dreams unfold. Streetlamps pierce the twilight, jazz ignites, Hope flickers, a flame against the nights. Laughter rings o......Read the rest...

... Mid February dreams amongst the winds of change I am waiting for the season to relinquish its hold like the frost on the rooftops, the snow at my door sooner or later will be no more... I......Read the rest...

...We feel each cell of form burn, as the way we choose to learn, transmuted by God’s bliss flame, no power on earth can tame. Consumed thus from inside out, this truth from rooftops we shout bu......Read the rest...

...she is impending, the most ferocious beast, s w i r l i n g and t w i r l i n g ......Read the rest...

...Storms, those storms, do appear At times with thunderous roar Sweeping through darkened skies That shake the earth to its core Dark clouds like mourner's cloaks Gather, charcoal gr......Read the rest...