found words

there will be words today
or rain
I can never seem to tell the difference

clouds form

     thoughts swell

preparing for relief that may come

your dreams lay waiting
for the sunshine of a smile
and the quenching of a word

 

rain is promised from painted skies

lie back
     rest yourself a moment

soon words will fall
you will be soaked through
by the longing in a voice

comfort will wrap you up
and fill you

     with promised sweetness

Author's Note

maybe it will grow finally

Reviews

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

It should't grow, its perfect as it is ... I love how you beautifully connected lack of words , to lack of water , dry as the desert , sometimes we feel the emptiness of no words , like praying for the rain to come and wash us all .... all poets can relate to this , we are the words people , we are longing to be heard on dry periods ... only a writer that know how hard it is , not to fid the right words to express the feelings , wait for the rain to come , wet the ground again before the first bloom... thank you for briinging so much beauty into here xx

[Clara Mae]

how lovely this poem is

[alan peter kelly]

you almost touch the tactile with your words...

[Ed Hart]

lovely lovely lovely

[fargone]

this is superb. the words ready to become a downpour, nice analogy. the imagery is excellent. great write, emily.

[Sel Whiteley]

Powerful and emotive: the diamonds amid downcast raindrops. Love the structure, the varying line lengths really make the poem seem as if you are musing as you write. Such classical imagery which is always the most charged.

[OT]

oh yes, you've certainly found your words - amidst the raindrops and clouds come little gems like this!! nice!

[J]

how to
forget loneliness
creeping)

speaking to you
in a voice crackling
with emptiness

(these dreams are
stories to wake up from
blessed and full

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

I like this, reminds me of a man and woman wanting to say how they feel but find themselves talking about the weather.