Kiss the Rain

Kiss the Rain

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

I didn't notice the sun

Start to leave.

(Shrugging on her coat and

Slinking away)

So this lingering light

Is amazingly terrifying

Especially considering

I've got my headphones on

And can't hear

(Her forewarning)

The thunder.

 

This storm is

(Punishing) everlasting,

Ever since that man with

The boat

(Listened)

 

I've been so scared.

 

I turn the music up

Because the rain is getting

Louder.

I start to drift off,

Blinking lights remind

Me I'm alive.

 

When I wake the

Sun is back.

(But she is sheepish,

Hiding behind dark clouds)

 

I wait

Six days and

Six nights,

I know we did something wrong.

 

Sometimes, when the rain 

Is light,

I climb up high,

Watch as
Waves climb over my home

(It is amazingly terrifying)

And ask questions that

Don't get answered.

 

I worship the sun now,

Bless every morning

She appears.

And every night,

I hide from the man in the moon

And cower when his

Light dances on water.

 

I did something wrong,

So when the water reaches me

I'll worship the sun

And kiss the rain.

© 2010 Beatrice Mars


Author's Note

Beatrice Mars
http://www.myspace.com/yiruma ...okay so I stole the title. I'm not sure if the music really fits the poem, but it is so lovely.

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wwwwwwooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww.

'I didn't notice the sun
Start to leave.
(Shrugging on her coat and
Slinking away)'

Love it all :')

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I reeeeally like this, it's brilliant! it's got really good imagery and words...

"And every night,
I hide from the man in the moon
And cower when his
Light dances on water."

love it.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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