THE PERFECT MELODY

The air feels heavy.
Laden with moisture.
Clouds roll in.
The sky grows darker.
Then you hear the first drops.
The water pounding on the roof
in a staccato melody of its own.
Pound, pound, pound.
Tap, tap, tap.
The rain washes our streets
and clears our minds.
Preparing us for a new day.

NEW BEGINNINGS

 

The rain falls in a constant rhythm,

A soothing and mesmerizing sound.

Tree branches weigh down with water,

Dripping tears for the absent sun.

Flowers lift their faces for washing,

Soon shiny and crisp from the drops.

The sky clears and the clouds spin dry,

As the sun returns to herald its return.

A new day dawns around us,

New beginnings for our slice of paradise.

BLURRY

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Blurry from the rain.

Fogging my window.

Pitter patter.

Rain drops falling.

I want to see the sun.

I want the fog lifted.

I want to see clearly again.

RAIN DROPS

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RAIN DROPS

The rain drops sprinkle so bright.

I close my eyes this dark night.

I can see the twinkling light.

As I keep my eyes closed tight.

TEARS FROM HEAVEN

Tears from heaven.

Drops of moisture.

Falling into my eyes.

A message.

Of sadness.

Of hope.

Of longing.

Tears to my eyes.

BLURRY

Blurry from the rain.

Fogging my window.

Pitter patter.

Rain drops falling.

I want to see sun.

I want the fog lifted.

I want to see clearly again.

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FOREVER

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Drops of water.

Drops of life.

Being washed away.

Gone.

Forever.

THE RAIN

Dreary.

Wet.

Dark.

Alone.

Inside.

Quiet.

Dry.

Safe.

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PERFECT

Clean away the dirt.

Soon the sun will shine.

On sparkling clean streets.

Where kids will be playing.

Riding on bicycles.

Couples walking hand in hand.

Dinner at the sidewalk cafe.

A dog sleeping in the shadows.

Perfect.

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RAIN DROPS

The rain drops sprinkle so bright.

I close my eyes this dark night.

I can see the twinkling light.

As I keep my eyes closed tight.

RAIN DROPS

The rain drops sprinkle so bright.

I close my eyes this dark night.

I can see the twinkling light.

As I keep my eyes closed tight.

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CLEAN ME

CLEAN ME

Clean me.
Wet me.
Drench me.
Free me.
Feel me.
Touch me.
Clean me.

THE PERFECT MELODY

The air feels heavy.
Laden with moisture.
Clouds roll in.
The sky grows darker.
Then you hear the first drops.
The water pounding on the roof
in a staccato melody of its own.
Pound, pound, pound.
Tap, tap, tap.
The rain washes our streets
and clears our minds.
Preparing us for a new day.

LOST IN THE STORM

The storm is approaching the shore.
I can feel the dampness in the air.
The mist spraying against my face.
Strands of hair lifting in the wind.
The rumbling of thunder in the distance.
Flashes of light crossing the darkening sky.
Yes, I can feel it.
It’s almost here.

WHAT DO YOU SEE?

pauljuno:

This looks like a drop of rain
falling into the ocean,
creating concentric waves of colors.
What do you see?

RAIN ON ME

RAIN ON ME

flowersgardenlove:

The rain won’t bring us down.
It will allow us to grow.
Bring on the rain.

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Rain on me.
I don’t care.
I’m still cute.