Here Comes The Rain

Here Comes The Rain

A Poem by Pete
"

Invariably our best nights were those when it rained - Thoreau

"
Ma Me O Beach - some much needed rain ...

dancing a stealth, soft-shoe samba
overweight and indignant
swollen, clouds find their way over the horizon
pregnant with precipitation
tears of truth's innocence
squeezed like lemonade

not to be denied as they clash with fairness perceived
dark and stealth
ushering in  a different kind of wealth
robbing peter to pay paul
no apologies
pride cometh before the fall
of all the unmitigated but welcomed, needed gall



© 2025 Pete


Author's Note

Pete
"As yesterday and the historical ages are past, as the work of today is present, so some flitting perspectives and demi-experiences of the life that is in nature are in time veritably future, or rather outside of time, perennial, young, divine, in the wind and rain which never die." - Thoreau

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Added on December 31, 2024
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Pete
Pete

Boston, MA



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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..

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