Rain Warm Poems

Decorative flowers,
Sensual as rain,
In Midnights,
Warm blossoms,
And hymns,

Stars mingle,
In the candles warm,
Dress,

Kisses,
with their quiet tears,
Find solace,
And sanctuary,
inward caresses,
Sublime brows,
Rugged elegance of leaves,
Within,
Tender embrace,
Of lovely boughs,
Stillness of...

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I'd like a little summer 
Oh, but not too much, 
A little kiss of sunshine 
No more than a touch

With cool rain to follow
Night breezes...

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Grey

Today the sky is grey 
Yesterday the sky was grey 
and so was the day before
Nothing less and nothing more
I would rather less
I would rather...

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The sky was an iron skillet
To heaven it crept and filled it
Swallowed the color from every eye
An iron skillet was the sky

The earth no glint...

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Sawed off iron
Has been lying 
For a long time.
It's rusted
Like my life.

We look into each other's eyes
Neatly laid out on a stone  
That is...

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Warm feelings of a Spring rain on my face
Turning upwards toward the heavens,
In appreciation of God’s endearing mercies
Thank you, Lord!
Reaching down to every person with...

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This Winter, like so many others,
snowfall comes and goes,
and the last day we can welcome Spring
no one can say, or knows.

The ice...

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Twenty twenty one was odd from beginning to end
December was oddly warm with hardly a chilly wind
The rose bushes kept a blooming and folks still...

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Love never gets cold in the winter time,
Nor does it get red-hot during summer;
It never commits any kind of crime,
And it truly hates the word...

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“The sky prepares the sun for night
Where drifting clouds are slowly steeping
In tepid pools of waning light”

Rain falls soft, gently weeping
Laughing tenderly on the silent...

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understanding the risk
                      ...

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A spot of rain
The flowers bloom
Masking the blocked drain
I retreat to my mind's inner room

I consider the children's clutter
The warm inner sanctum of home
My heart...

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I swirl my Earl Grey, guiding the line's patter, 
as if fishing for riches from my mind's grey matter.

Nostalgia is awakened by thick, canned clam...

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No matter how much you make yourself believe, 
That you have a baby, 
That your drawing for somebody is more than someone else's life, 
That...

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It was a warm day
I thought of wading in shallow water
Toes so warm
I thought of diving deep in the ocean
Surfacing gasping; hands so cold
I thought...

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