I Became The Rain....

By A Velvet Tongue

The Softest of beads dribble southward
offering a glisten to dirtied sidewalks
washing away sins of the oppressed cracks
in so many forms she rinses clean

Heavy, thin, drizzling, pounding
against my weathered panes
a sigh pauses to pass through my lips
smooth elbows steady a September retrospection

my orbs, light as the cerulean clouds
look past the garden pond, and the geese
pitter patter of mind numb, threatening to flood
why is it, we wish to truly pause, only when it rains

The beauty of a cirrus' fleecy tears
remains, although it has taken several forms
the icy flakes of a wondrous blanket
or the stinging slap of a heavy handed hail

In those few moments of elusive ponder
I felt my heart flutter to race
my breath thwarted to sieve through reason
and rode the back of the smallest drop,

as it landed upon a puddle

I felt the ripples part
as it welcomed us to its liquid keep
dancing within the intricate patterns
offering the intimacy of a mirror image
to a young maiden,that held the face of beauty

her smile bled deeper, bedazzling even me

As soon as it settled, the drops ceased to sing

My barefeet pad over pale peach ceramics
closing the distance between life and zen
I looked upon an antique oil lamp
that hangs heavy in the foyer

the woman in her fathomous beauty
standing naked and proud,
arms coiled about her waist
dreaming in the light of her pedestal

entwined by lattice, weaved of silken thread
entombed by recyled beads of pure mineral oil
the faint whirl of a motor
all I have now to drench me

in the melancholy bliss ... of tears..

I leaned in that much closer
a whimsy of envy settled upon her solitude
her only purpose to enchant the droplets
and in that lone moment...I understood

We blended as one...and I suddenly knew
That I had enraptured metamorphosis
for a few stolen moments..

....I became the rain....

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Published on Friday, September 5, 2003. Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"

Comments on "I Became The Rain...."

A former member wrote: i need this softness...this melancholia to match my mood this morning.......the title alone pulled me.......to be lost within a thousand fallings; such rain.....
A former member wrote: I was trying to find my favorite line to quote, but they're all so amazing. This is poetry.
A former member wrote: i became the rain...to bad that isnt possible.
On Tuesday, February 3, 2004, OLd SouL (732) wrote:

I'm speechless.
A former member wrote: "offering a glisten to dirtied sidewalks" all rains should have the poetry you write in this composition...to wash all cracks & oppressions away.
A former member wrote: deep with emotions i wish i could relate
On Monday, September 8, 2003, The Fallen Angel (235) wrote:

I feel tranquility in this write...every line brought me deeper...+Fallen One+
On Sunday, September 7, 2003, Dancing_Monkey (1246) wrote:

yes i do think this is a faverit.. its so catchy.. I do love your writes but when you do something like this i know I love it.. Monkey
On Friday, September 5, 2003, worm (1194) wrote:

~vel... you seem to reach into my soul and flick ALL my buttons! a beautiful read... wonderful!
On Friday, September 5, 2003, Ravenblade (313) wrote:

incredible indeed....Velvet, you never let me down, the way you put words together has its own intimacy...keep on writing
On Friday, September 5, 2003, maddin foxxxy (358) wrote:

This is indeed one more favorite from you!!!...At first, the title caught me, but as I read the write just blew me absolutely away....YOU HAVE MADE A BEAUTIFUL WRITE!!...I would have to quote every single line I read here as my favorite part.