Rain

Rain

A Poem by Zugzwang

The cornflower-blue morning
Promised joy and light,
But the doom-grey clouds settled and
Subdued the day.

Rain has a quiet power.
Like death, it brooks no
Argument; bids us kneel down
And embrace silence.

© 2017 Zugzwang



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I absolutely love when it rains. Any kind of rain and its power to wash away the stains of the day and remind you with its smell that there will always be a new beginning.

Love the imagery, word choice, and the silence.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Gaia Octavia

2 Months Ago

Rain should always involve movies and/or extended periods of sleep, m'kay?

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Zugzwang

2 Months Ago

No, but I used to be a cycle messenger and worked in it all day. In London. Felt like a sparrow.
Gaia Octavia

2 Months Ago

Sparrows are smart cookies.
yes, the quiet power---there is no argument---when the clouds settle upon us...we simply have to kneel and last it out...there will be a sun again, sooner or later.
j.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Zugzwang

3 Months Ago

I'm looking forward to the sun...we just had a rainy weekend. Spent it in the library of course!

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