The Angry Rain
I fall,
catching the evil you’ve carelessly neglected.
I splash,
returning to you, this you should have expected.
I cover
your world, washing every single surface.
I carry
the sins that you’ve discarded without purpose.
I collect
in pools, cursed by your unwanted.
I flow
through tunnels, with your guilt they are haunted.
I spill
into rivers you’ve corrupted with your selfish needs.
I disperse
in the oceans, filled with the spoils of your greed.
I rise
above you; I am righteously forgiven.
I cloud
in anger, for you no longer respect the heavens.
I fall......
Comments
AUTHORI may have put the words down, but almost never are the best ones mine, Ms. Brooks. I am so glad this reached you and thank you for visiting.
Ryan.. what beauty you have put in words. I am in tears. it has touched me.. this speaks volumes..
I want to share with the world
Debbie
Not at all. If you come this way again, let me know ahead of time and I will give you my phone number.
- AUTHOR
I will absolutely do that! I wish I had tried to contact you now, even if I could only skate for a couple hours, but what with all the greasy goings on with the internet I thought it might be too forward.
That's too bad Ryan, would have been great to meet. I had breakfast with Arb (fellow hubber from Bend) a few weeks ago, talked the morning away. Let me know if you get back this way.
- AUTHOR
Thank you Xstatic. I agree, this does tell quite a story. I am still trying to figure out what that story is myself. I thought of you a couple of weeks ago when I was zipping through your area; it would have been nice to have time for a coffee with you. Unfortunately it was all work; not a kind master. Cheers and Happy New Year to you.
I really like the form and the photos here Ryan. Your poem tells quite a story.
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