Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Atlantic Rain

I close my eyes:

To see, to feel, to hear,
To know intimately
The weight of the rain
The overwhelming screams,
The intensity of Atlantic dreams

I close my eyes to feel
Water needles sink into my skin
Playing on the specific strings that -
-remind me what the weight of water is

I close my eyes to hear
Liquid drums carefully beating
To a melody always worth repeating
But lost in moments that are painfully fleeting

I close my eyes to know
The intimate intrusion of the wind
Wet and heavy as it soaks my soul
And it reminds me of when...

...I closed my eyes mid-wave
And hid inside the Atlantic rain.

1 comment:

John W. May said...

Wow, now that was an incredible read ... rain is my favorite weather of all, and, as I read the poem, I could feel the scenery as if I were right there in it! Good stuff- great poem.