Ronald Chapman Poems
After The Rain
Inside the meaning of ourselves, the poets and songwriters look.
Just the thought of tears makes my spirit hurt!
Always looking, never seeing the words through the rain.
After the dogs of summer stop barking the dreamers breathe,
After the rain of the evening, the poets and songwriters learn.
In the stillness and cool-ness the dreamers rejoice!
All the ghosts have begun humming again.
Beside the river of tears, my mind thinks.
After the rain, sunny memories sing!
Returning To Me
You return to me in my midnight dreams,
Follows such bright happiness,
Makes me forget the lonely times,
Living here in this lonesome place,
Returning your warm heart,
Every black night,