When She Writes About the Rain

There is a massive distance
between her smile and tears
when she writes about the rain.
Because her faded dreams
put her mind at ease
behind the places
where she stands
in pain.

Sitting in the garden
where one finds love
in those eyes
that speak of alone.
She writes lines
which intrigue mysteriously.
You can see her words dance
where she's walked,
when dawn breaks
across the trees.

The inner deepness of her words
hold on to each cloud,
crying out to the depths
of our bones.  
They tell us our worst hours
contain the time outside
of her faded dreams
and that they too.....
will soon be gone.

When she writes about the rain
we smile
behind the places
where we stood in pain.  
You can see her words dance
where she's walked,
knowing......
they never speak
in vain.

Author's Note

Artist *Anna Zero

Reviews

[quinfinn]

you know, Neva, every time i read something you have written about my favorite subject (love) it is as if an angel were sitting at my side telling me how to infuse your words into my being, and it always come to me naturally how to feel deep inside . i've heard of horse whisperers, dog whisperers etc. BUT......you are definitely the love whisperer ! your art is amazing and almost perfection. thank you for sharing this with me

[Adam Whitworth]

thankyou neva, you're the real deal

[Dream Weaver]

I enjoyed this one Neva, a tug of
old melancholy at its finest! xo

[Danielle]

Brilliant poem Neva!

[Enid Blake]

There is a delicate balance in this poem between sadness and beauty. I enjoyed that :)

[Bobbie Coelho]

This speaks volumes, it seems gentle, yet most of the words stab you, brilliantly written

[Tarry Franck]

You never cease to amaze me - an absolute great write!! You are so talented - I wish I had half of the talent you possess. Keep 'em coming - I can't get enough of them!! :)

[Emerald Seas]

Great write, Neva. I always enjoy reading your work.
"When she writes about the rain
we smile
behind the places
where we stood in pain."
Such a significant statement of commonality within us.

[nathan]

Neva Darling.... I love the way your words always seem to take being and walk and breathe in color and melancholy in tunnels full of hope for light that is just up ahead....I dearly wish I could write like that :)

[emmajoy]

' You can see her words dance ~ where she's walked, ~ when dawn breaks ~ across the trees. ' Light as feathers you thread your words, dabbing colours and emotions with what seems to be such ease, Neva .. and in this poem you've added to a lovely painting and actually highlighted it with amazingly colourful yet discreet wording. Beautiful.

[Tate Morgan]

Rain does seem to cement the pains of the heart to our inner soul.Once done the sun comes back next day to begin again.We live two lives the one we show the others and the one in our own head