A Lonely Day

Good Morning Cyberspace.

What a wet day. I was inspired by the torrential downpour outside, and I've decided to write a rainy day poem.

The day is dark
The clouds hang low
I stare at the view
The sky opens

The window is battered
The rain explodes
The path of the streams
As they meet on the glass

It drips for me
It pours for me
The rain is my emotion
It blazes its own trail

I see the puddles
The drops dance on top
I hear the music
Nature's ballet

Calm
I know this feeling
The world is silent;
My thoughts are loud

I see myself
I watch the rhythm
Drums in my chest;
We waltz together

I am the rain

Peace and Love
The Critical Stranger

As always thoughts, comments and suggestions are encouraged and appreciated!