Night of rain

in the philippines when it not rainy season it rains only at night on roofs made of tin and reeds

 

 

I lay here listening to the rain fall

Rain drops rolls off the roof

Onto a metal pan making such sounds

That Ringo Star would envy

 

Hear the flow of the water on the ground

For it is heavy now that the ground may gone

In the morning a boat I may need to carry me away

But for now I pray the water don’t float my bed away

 

Oh the rhythm of the rain               

To give such poetic sounds

To my words of songs

Romantic sounds of song

 

My mind wanders that maybe in the morning

A battleship is moored at my front door

Oh how nice to meet a sailor at my bedroom window

I would give such a greeting for his delight

 

In the morning I see evidence

Of the rain the night before

In neat lines of small holes in the dirt

Where the rain fell from the roof

 

Where small children are busy

Covering the small holes

Where now is smooth

What once was smooth

 

 

 

Reviews

[Bhabie]

:)

[STEVEN]

words you put together...so wonderful and such a beautiful writer...you keep writing and publishing and one day the right person will find you...and the time spent will be open for all to see...you are the best ..no one can touch you...

[erihbf]

this reminds me of the song "lost and found" by senses fail. its very emotional without have a dramatic tone. this is true talent indeed.