this light rain

This light rain

just falls to saturate the blacktop.

This light rain

dances between my pours.

This light rain

is a mist in my face and I hold up my hands

just to catch its embrace

for my mistaken claim.

This light rain

makes me want to sing

with a voice

I must have mistaken;

This light rain

makes me want to call your name,

ask where you could be

on a day like this...

This light rain

somehow proves you exist,

and

I can only pray,

I can only hope

that the rain touches your eyelashes

and your perfect fingers,

that give me chills and tighten my soul,

like a string could be pulled and I would break into

thousands of little white petals

that dampen under my feet

in this light rain.

So just one more time,

I hold up my hands and catch the tears

and I ask you one last time,

..

Where could you be in this world

in this light rain?

Reviews

[Judy Ponceby]

So lovely and sad...beautifully conveyed Ice.

[Poetic Beauty]

I like the slight sorrowful feeling in the poem and the questioning. I live the description of the petals under feet. There is a lot of questioning going on in the light rain.

[Hello, Goodbye]

The recurring imagery is enticing and the overall flow of the piece, inviting..

[.......]

This is so beautiful, throughly enjoyed this write.

[Lily Mae]

This is a new favorite.. extremely beautiful.. It's magical..x