Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet Poems
The clouds do darken, the rain does drop
I wonder when its going to stop.
The pitter-patter of rain does fall
Against my windows, against my wall.
The wind does blow, the rain does lash
Against my house's pebbledash.
The sounds of never-ending rain
Gurgling down pipes into the drain.
Cars make splashes on wet streets,
Drops on puddles make them meet
In rivulets of rain, rushing onwards
Till the rain and wind abate,
And the sun comes out to dissipate
The water back to heaven
To fall as rain again at seven.
(Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman ...
Lost In Space
At two in the morning,
As I prepare for bed,
The words for a new poem,
Form swiftly in my head.
But at nine in the morning,
When I wish to write them down,
Lost in Space are they,
They will not come tumbling down.