brooklyn marie

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Rainrainrain. - Poem by brooklyn marie

the wind blows and howls
the sounds of a wolf,
just beyond my window.

the clouds,
dark and depressing.
Rain.
the wind causes it to hit the side of the house.

*pitter patter pitter patter*

a cold silence sweeps over the house.
Thunder.
now we have a real storm.

a lady runs with a newspaper over her head,
to escape the rain, the thunder, the wind.

it halts to a stop for a few minutes or so.
then more

Rain.

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Comments about Rainrainrain. by brooklyn marie

  • (4/24/2009 12:41:00 PM)

    Ahhhh...
    rain...
    very depressing, yet relaxing, indeed.
    thanks for sharing
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 24, 2009



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