Kewayne Wadley

Gold Star - 26,165 Points (1987- / Groton, Connecticutt)

The Rain - Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I thought I heard the rain
fall against the roof.
I stuck my head out the door
breathing in it's essence.
The rain,
implying that it was soon to come.
an intimacy of the clouds. Unseen.
Envoking pleasure. Without a single thrust of thunder or lightning.
The rain upon the roof,
Gently rapping.
Becoming a slow pouring resivoir.
Tilting it's spout. sharing elation with the ground.
The rain upon the roof

Topic(s) of this poem: rain, rain drops

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015

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