![]() A Wish for RainA Poem by Mark![]() Feeling bad doesn't last. The air might feel dirty, but the rain will wash it clean.![]() ![]() There is trouble in my road. Been there so long, so old. This monkey back aches in pain, Oh how I wish it would rain. To think, I thought I was whole, no need, for another's soul, Wanting laughter for these ears. Now I need rain, not these tears. I'm just tired to the bone, always feeling I'm alone. My coldness lies deep inside where thoughts and feelings collide. Faded memory I search. Hungry, Pain sits on his perch laughing when I fail to find, any memory that's kind. You can not go home again, but would it be such a sin to lay down this heavy chain? Oh, how I wish it would rain. I pack up my darkened soul, wondering, can I be whole? Trouble in my dusty road stares, like an uncaring toad. Dusty and parched, my soul can still live in this blasted land. half and aching, but still sane; oh, how I wish it would rain. Cover me in cotton clouds, under this weight I am bowed. Lift it and remove the stain, Oh, how I wish, it would rain.
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15 Reviews Added on April 15, 2012 Last Updated on April 15, 2012 Author![]() MarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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