It’s raining again it’s been raining for days

My head lay heavy tonight to find my heart so far away
It dances with my soul to a tune I’ve long since forgotten
Of lovers lace and satin sheets
Secret places we so often meet
A whispered word to a name unheard
Like a moan to a def woman’s ear
Call my name and I’ll part the sea
Climb any mountain to meet my muse
My heart my love….white dove…..
Light of my eyes and fire of my heart
But silence be stills this nights fire
Does the moon not shine where you can see? Has the sun not kissed the sea a thousand times today and I you not once ever….never……for muses
And lovers gather on beaches and sunsets and sand. Gather together across all the great lands. But….. Where dies the night with sorrowful branches drag, the bitter sweet rash of forever not hang. Solemn woeful heavy handed night of rain and pain leaves me bitter with blight. For muses delight….

***Prayers Unanswered****
Tonight their is no magic in the stars
These shakes and quakes that plague me have stolen my soul
Like the blacken crows that pluck
Out the eyes of his heart woefully fluttering whispers of healing praise
No they not of the glassen heart that trembles in the dark as if some godly torment crushes the boys soul
For what deal with devil have you made my poor son
Nothing fills the darkest night not even the blacken ash of Hells fire can ignite the flame, for it is green with envy for another hearts heart.
As the boy cries empty from the hallways and bed flames of loves gone quiet in the night, so many years ago.
Will these borrowed bones not break from the strain of such a heavy heart
As the music of century’s old tries to weep its way through his heart and take away the pain through hoarse hair and that of the once living
Silence….silence… Does cry like a mothers child lost in the rain of the dark and fright of ones own choosing, god grant me the strength
To be who I was born to be…..

Small words:
As the sun rises somewhere on our planet of green and blue
My heart is draw to thoughts of you
On oceans vast and mountains that last, only you does my heart desire.


Lots and lots of words because I don’t feel like talking….


4 thoughts on “It’s raining again it’s been raining for days

  1. oh I love this this line – ‘the bitter sweet rash of forever not hang’ it’s been raining here all day in my town, how wonderful the rain can be, to make you write something as beautiful as this 🙂


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