Rains of world's zillion drops
Ounces of jubilation and madness
Drains the clouds' teardrops
Bounces in invitation, not sadness
Rains over trees and heads that greets
Medleys in bees and hearts that sing
Pains healed when the sun and moon meets
Chimneys of hearth eject and bring
Rains of summer and misty skies
Skylining like rainbows before twilight
Drops of wonder flitting like dragonflies
Drizzling, soothing the hearts of the night
Categories:
skylining, rain,
Form: Quatrain
I remember now the promise,
it must have been in the womb,
for darkness was warm and sound was fluid,
the only time that two heartbeats were in my body,
an offering from God to me for us,
words as a silhouette skylining the architecture of our soul,
God made only one promise to me, as a lover only capable of total trust once,
that if I passionately worship God, then God will worship me,
God lights the wick , I burn the wax, we illuminate the facts,
such as soul is sight and hatred plight,
conviction of talent with no restriction,
a tenent for the tenacious to tender doubt with toughness,
my watery world collapsed, I was in dock
ready for the sport of Life, Mass of the magnificent misfits,
we agreed to focus not on the opposites of energies
but rather on the reflections thereof,
placing conflicts in a coffin of cotton cries
consumed in confligration purple in prediction of panacea,
worry not of the damned, as Fate is not preplanned -
J.A.B.
Categories:
skylining, birthday,
Form: Didactic