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Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Decembe Rain (A Poem)


December Rain

Trickle tap pitter pat
Sad drops knock on the pane
While lying here my ears do drink
drops of December rain

That wet and sog the dying world
(At least this time of year)
Remember I the girl I met
Now all but gone from here

Spring had sprung and with it brung
Her voice held purely passion
Emotions young then quickly sung
The songs of new compassion

Between our talks among park walks
We bloomed with all around
And spoke the softest to each other
With love in every sound

Her Summer's heat had sparked my best
Her fire fed my flame
She fueled the furnace in this chest
My hungry heart grew tame

She lit my mind with paradise
And fanned my every move
We danced until our ashes glittered
Like stars and silver moons

Then Autumn yawned to sprinkle us
With bright-lit vivid leaves
As we vowed to far outlive
These dead and dying trees

The sickly yellow and bruise-reds
fell from the stalks and barks
As we lay beneath them
From dusk till after dark

By and by the days did die
And dimmer yet it seemed
Every night soon melted eve
And earlier we dreamed

Though Holidays had rung their bells
The cold had reached me first
I thought it time to speak my thoughts
Before my heart would burst

Three ribboned words had found their way
I spent the loaded phrase
Before my eyes she stood like ice
Followed words to suite her case

Confusion split to shatter ice
The thought I dared endure
By shards she sent when she had meant
I'm not enough for her
Then Winter woke and with it froze

all love within her face
Like bleeding ice she left behind
a morbid aftertaste
Know not I why from the time

Of winter did she leave
So solid had she changed her mind
I felt surely deceived

Now I'm back to hear the tap
And trickle from outside
Like the clouds these walls have swelled
where soggy thoughts confide

It's told love hurts but what a lie
It wasn't love at all
Love is not a impermanent
Like Winter, Spring, or Fall

Trickle tap pitter pat
Low drops lie on the pane
This time from behind the glass
as I make December rain

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