rain...

a write in the rain

a thousand rain drops pour on me
the inspiration for a thousand poets
each like a tear
hope, hate, lust, fear and love
there's more
but for someone else to write
the way i feel today
a blank slate
a bright white sheet of paper
being smeared by the loneliness
of rain
the wind has no breakers
because there's no one to break it
no one to stand with me
others go in because it's cold
so i stand there
wondering what each drop means
cleansing sometimes
other times it fills my mind
and my heart
with the filth of depression
make it better with a pill?
make it better with a drink?
tell me...
what dries up the rain?

 

Reviews

[Robyn]

i loved reading this poem
it really made me think which i loved!
i particularly liked the lines "make it better with a pill? make it better with a drink? tell me.....what dries up the rain?"
those last few lines really speak to the reader asking them how they deal with everyday life

great work :)

[Doreen]

You don't want to dry up the rain, you want to spread your arms and lift your head and dance in it. ;)
Very nice piece - again you seem to look straight into my soul and ask the questions that lay there.

[Michael of Gilead]

"a bright white sheet of paper
being smeared by the loneliness
of rain"

Yeah...I get that...like it's tormenting you with it's emptiness

[Antonio Valentino]

"tell me...
what dries up the rain?"

The drought of contentedness.

Maybe each raindrop equals one tear that has fallen, each smile, a ray of sunshine?

This poem, reigned supreme.
Antonio

[Marianne]

Hi Brad ~ I finally made it here !!

I love this poem searching for meaning in ordinary raindrops, which you fill with powerful emotions....questions we all ask from time to time. It resonates well with me, and though I have the answer I still feel the pain !

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

thoughtful streams~ questing little drops~

your poetry aways opens the floodgates of human emotions shaping a looking glass for the world~