it rained

dusk arising







Gazing through the window,
he watched the rain clouds
drizzle their misery onto his dream.


He felt its tears pour over him,
through him, out of him,
wishing it would cleanse his heart.


Hoping for sunnier times.

  • Author: dusk arising (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2020 09:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: Something I posted long ago.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Good write dusk. Will we need brollies, or is that 'improper rain' of drizzle?

    • dusk arising

      For you Orchidee, when the heavens open may you only be awash in goodwill sir.

    • Michael Edwards

      I just love your work dusk. You write some great pieces and this is no exception.

      • dusk arising

        High praise ME and i thank you , most kind. But i think youre overlooking some real clangers i post too.

      • Goldfinch60

        Those sunnier times are always with us.

        I think I may have heard that song before somewhere. If I had a quid for every time I have heard that song I think I could buy an island somewhere.
        I obviously have the album by Miles (I think I have all his albums) but yesterday I heard it sung and played by Andrea Motis https://youtu.be/UxIPVAPRBi4

        Andy



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