Short When It Rains Poems
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The old man got a doggy
He should have got a froggy
The doggy chews
The old man shoes
When it rains his feet get soggy
when it comes down
you hear ping sound
its like a heaven bell
drown out hell
also the suffering and pain
WHEN IT RAINS
the rain has a trip
no matter if it drips
or your water lips
or wine sip
its a god things
to clean the hate pain
WHEN IT RAINS
Asking how and why
But without a true calling
You won't understand
How to push through the pain and
Why to believe when it rains
this is the day
to play
have some love fun
and not run
here and there
the rain ease the pain
its a day at home
to talk on the phone
WHEN IT RAIN
I have a little friend
She's at her happiest when it rains
Loves her galoshes and umbrella
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Some days it just doesn't go
Often when it rains or snows...
Storm clouds gather in the skies of my brain
Releasing rivers of self-pity and pain
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Alert we wake to a morningtide
Bright-eyed inside, when it rains noontide
We downed a few
All drunk we knew
We danced to wrong homes at eveningtide
When it rains mostly
heavy rain, darker
are the days...
the most obscure
the world is,
plus yellow suns are drawn
on the white papers
of little ones... !
Ah, the Irish city of Dublin!
Sure 'tis always bustlin' and rumblin'!
And, at times, when it rains,
folks try not to complain,
in spite of the puddlin' and bubblin'!
The rain is pouring
With the sun shining brightly
Now a rainbow is showing
After the rain passed
the ground is drenched with water
Being thirsty the ground drinks
We know knitters knit wool from skeins,
and when wet, us the wearer complains,
for our pullovers shrink,
and so this made me think,
why don't sheep ever shrink when it rains?
Water flows wrapping around the ground and goes
fluent feeling crevices and gaps- when it rains it pours until it evaporates~
11/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
it there its in the air
when some you care
is gone above
and the sprit of love
come from high in the sky
you fell the pain
when it rains
or bad weather
its them
TEARS FROM HEAVEN
Flip and flutter butterfly
Like a tissue in the sky
Flying through the air so high
When it rains do you stay dry
Drip and flutter butterfly
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
I love walking in the evening when all is still
and when it rains the street’s all mine.
Getting soaked just adds an invigorating chill
Steady breathing sets the pace and I feel just fine.
I love it when it rains on mornings
And everything gets to start slow
I don't have to rush so much
Or feel so stressed early
And everyone knows
And understands
To be slow
When it
Rains
I always think rain clouds
how dark and grey
and when it rains
it will fade away
the mind doesn't have enough room
for my gloom
but for the next day
as it rains
the flowers will bloom
Form:
Thought you said something
Of meaning
I cared for a second
But I am now over it
When it rains
It pours
My streets are flooded
I’ll wait for the sun
Your sun
To come and take the tears
Away
Form:
the lonely strains
like a haunted dream,
so many sad refrains
left...to drift in the wind,
now memory-born
tears when it rains...
written March 10/26
for Nette Onclaud's Compression Contest
where butterflies go
when it rains do wings get wet
can they still fly yet
~
and in autumn time
where do they run do they hide
God's own butterfly
10/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©
I love you when it rains
when silver drops
fall in spirals
racing and chasing
one another
to the ground
finally to melt
into themselves
but not before
they wash us clean
dlj2017 "Rain"
its wet out today more rain people say!i can sleep god today the rain washes my worries away!all thoughs cloulds in the sky makes me happy inside!i know you all think its strange but i love it when it rains!
A Day of Precipitation
A window is a good place
To look out
When it rains beautiful to see
From a warm room
A bookshelf of old friends
Some remembered others
Rediscovered
So let it rain, rain, rain.
~where do the birds go when it rains,
do they hide in the trees or lite under the window panes,
or under nix the house eves -well?~
8/14/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023