Poetry Blogs (Rain)
The empty stems of the fennel
Under umbrella heads of raindrops
Are perches for the waiting birds
The grey green sage leaves
Glow crystal white in the frost
Moss grows where the branch
Leaves the trunk of the bonsai
Its ruddy leaves falling
Amongst the yellowing leaves
A single crimson rose bud perishes
Yellow leaves have fallen from the dogwood...
Wednesday 15th November 2017 10:53 am
The landlord called this morning
Said that she could tell I just woke up. To call her back later.
The cold was different to me, this late morning
Hazy, paired with rain
Drizzled, Murky, Heavy air that swept through the knit of my hoodie.
The branches lay next to the garage in a consecutively non-organized fashion, taken back by hand a few times
To the old burning pile ...
Saturday 28th October 2017 4:50 pm
And then, suddenly, it was calm - the morning wind which threw
rain hard against the window panes and sent beech leaves rushing
across the grass to pile gold-brown against all that the borders grew,
all slowly dulling their greens to wet, muted browns, brushing
the soil as their leaves curl and droop - vibrant Spring-strength gone,
The wind ...
Wednesday 11th October 2017 10:50 am
Salt and Light
Lofty and proud, the mighty cathedral stands,
grandly waits for its faithful servants
(more on fine days - they're not exactly fervent).
Tourists chatter in, grow quiet in its shadowed womb,
some trace vanishing points among the tombs.
A child holds his mother by the hand.
Distant echoes rebound through quire and transept
as the stained glass kaleid...
Monday 9th October 2017 6:32 am
Veering through Northern valleys
Nocturnal nomad chasing lights
Squinting through misty glass at
Hills rising raucously
Perfidious silhouettes whispering
GPS. Reroute. M1.
Settings were fucked - avoid motorways?
Back to the linear path
Diving towards the sprawling metropolis
Hours to go.
Adjusting frequencies -
The Wind Cries Mary.
Friday 29th September 2017 7:42 pm
Precipitation within sight
Rain, drizzle, mizzle
Soft weather, mucky weather
‘The Smoky Smirr o Rain’
Slow words, gentle
But it was spitting this morning
Pitter patter, splash, splish, splodge, squelch
And it bucketed down last night
A torrent, raining cats and dogs
Not a light soaking rain
Squalling, hailing and sleeting
Flooding, flowing, swamping
A deluge chucking ...
Saturday 26th August 2017 8:11 pm
A cacophony of sound beats around
inside my brain, deafening drops.
Sunday misery breaking the silence
of yesterdays. Rainy Mondays,
no hope for tomorrows.
We come and go. We come and go
when the floodgates of pain are open.
Forgiveness closes doors
left ajar in anger.
Time moves forward,
changes are subtle,
Hope does damage to the living dead.
Sunday 16th April 2017 9:12 am
Sometimes a river,
sometimes an ocean,
a trickle, a flood
a commotion of emotion.
Stars explode into the sun
and the moon does run
Midnight blue the sky inside
passion and desire,
tornado and lightning
rain thunders numbers.
Today I burn
cages and ghosts.
Tomorrow I fade
to grey absent space.
Monday 20th March 2017 5:59 pm
is a puzzle
an oddity of evolution
if caught in the rain
it dissolves down the drain
as a simple solution
it will then go about
when the sun comes out
reforming it's constitution
from 'Over Coffees Hot And Cold: Selected poems' by S J Duncan (2016)
Sunday 17th July 2016 5:36 pm
Shades of grey paint happy faces on my thoughts
As the cool breeze sets my mind on chill
Flashes of light brightens the beyond
If only for a moment
And that moment sits and simmers for a lifetime
I’m at the most calm when there’s rain drops
When everything else slows down
And the dust in the air dissipates
Senses are charmed by those rain drops
Inhibitions lose thei...
Wednesday 6th July 2016 11:46 am
Into the Wilderness
Into the wilderness we went. Edhweirft and Hwyrflung swirled above us, blowing and bustling through the treetops. Watching. Threatening. But maintaining a safe distance as the trees protected us
... we went, as the gloam drew in. Druuuuuin!! Closer. Druuuuuuuuiiiiinnnn!!!!! Closer. It hugs, this gloa...
Sunday 27th March 2016 4:25 pm
In quiet contemplation
I sit & listen to the rain
Its gentle beat, its soothing tone
Then its torrent once again
It is a natural cleanser
That washes quite away
All these pesky feelings
That are so determined to stay
I wish I had another soul
To sit with here, who might
Enjoy the rain & like to share
This music of the night
But alas I sit alone
And listen once again
To the sy...
Tuesday 12th January 2016 12:34 pm
i can feel
of your season
of the rain
to the bend
of new leaves
Thursday 13th August 2015 4:42 pm
dull pink rises
over the growing
of the houses
the quiet hours
the morning glories
close their petals
against the evening
Tuesday 28th July 2015 12:07 am
Away in the distance on a cold dreary night,
the horizon is lit by flickering lights.
Storm clouds as black as the darkest heart
and lightning tears the very air apart.
A grumbling mass of swirling bile,
the silence, the earth, the night to defile.
Like distant portents of desolate doom,
sorry shadows of a dusk too soon.
The dull silhouette of the thunderheads mas...
Friday 10th July 2015 12:03 am
Remember a time
That I use to hate the rain
As it meant I couldn’t go out and
Now I pray for rain
Because when it rains
I don’t have to water the garden
Monday 29th June 2015 12:17 pm
shadowed on the grass
sound of the leaves
in a pass of breath
as it begins
Friday 12th December 2014 7:19 pm
Laying against the darkest wall,
Memories clogged in contorted shock,
Losing consiousness to everything in all,
Its brightest moments dashing up the clock.
The stars dissolve as the sky swiftly falls,
Balled unto the shredded grass,
A lightened match, then a blow to the flames jaw,
Water sunk in the jeans of my last.
Cladded grief material upon my wrist,
Sunday 5th October 2014 1:54 am
The window wide open,
I look to the street
And listen to raindrops
The splitter and splatter
Of dancing on slate,
The light slowly dimming,
The time getting late.
They shimmy down drainpipes
And glide down the pane,
Pirouette off the people
Protected from rain,
In waterproof raincoats
With hoods fastened tight,
Like rain is so vicious
With deadliest bite.
Friday 4th July 2014 1:28 pm
He sits on the front porch, And just closes his eyes. As the clouds gather over his head, And lightning flashes across the skies. His mind reverts; Back to all of yesterday's severed ties, He can hear in the distance, The faint murmur of muffled sobs and cries. His lips move not; his speech has since died, His eyes however, remain ever pensive. And even a cursory g...
Thursday 22nd May 2014 9:51 am
Out walking to where three valleys meet, past Dovestones, on a drizzly day. Low clouds hugging the hilltops, a grey shroud. Dampness on my skin, I become part of the day. Slowly soaked to the skin, walking with my friend. Earthy smell of wet grass assaulting my senses. Misty weather, a favourite of mine. Time taken away from me, nature’s world grey and grand. My eyes a camera, capturing ...
Friday 21st February 2014 3:45 pm
the air is crackling
a gentle breeze
of humid ghosts
the open door
like an epileptic
across the muddy
a still foreboding
settles here amidst a
of unfinished tasks
to watch the growling
climax of the sky
and when it comes
it splashes dark
from the bullet drop
Monday 13th January 2014 6:19 pm
this autumn morning
is served on the rocks
shaken and stirring
come downpour now
unleash your jotting scribe and
cast the showery runes of fables untried
forge scripts along our droughty lanes
of songs for all that yet remain
or wash away those pages brown,
whelm witness to our temporal sway
we’ll listen to the eager eart...
Thursday 5th September 2013 9:58 pm
You truly are my automare
My four-wheeled bankruptcy
My fuel-injected money pit
Made from steel and reformed shit
A velour upholstered credit card hit
Five gears of utter hell
We got off to the worst of starts
And it went downhill from there
Grinding brakes and groaning springs
Ropey tyres and front wheel spins
These are a few of my least favourite ...
Wednesday 4th September 2013 5:32 pm
The Ghost Of Summer
A leaded cloak that settled on the bay,
forewarned us of the chaos yet to rise
from deep within the boiling soup of grey.
The thunderheads that blocked our sunny day
and scattered tears of winter from their eyes –
made all the basting bathers go away.
The crystal spume of effervescent spray
that settled on us, causing such su...
Monday 22nd April 2013 6:54 pm
by, Melissa R. Mendelson
The fog rolls between the war
of winter and sun,
silencing the deafening roar of defeat
as snow becomes rain.
March was always the lion
tearing ground with bitterness,
frost over hope,
but now it’s a leopard
with solar flare spots.
And the fog rolls on
between the divide
of how things were
and how they should be,
but the times have changed.
And the sun rages on,
Tuesday 12th March 2013 10:00 pm
they promised us "no rain" but
here we are
at the aptly named Water Lane
where the trees, be-whiskered of finger,
stroke their leaf free, would be, chins
bemused by roots once dry and thin now
fat and drunk
so let’s begin
we passed a fox
we passed a hound
but then a somewhat grisly mound
and from that point south ...
Saturday 5th January 2013 8:31 pm
“Darling! Are you in the bath? I’m going
down to the chippy. Do you want a couple
of plaice? They were very good last week. Do
you remember? You had a carton of curry with
your chips! Dearest! I’m just popping out now!
Shouldn’t be long. Do you want some salt and
vinegar? I might call in at ‘the duck’ for one
while they’re frying! Shall I bring you a brown
Sunday 21st October 2012 10:39 pm
A small bud, withered
But just a few drops of rain
I was inspired to write
this haiku after reading
Nigel Astell's poem/comment
on my poem "Despair".
Monday 24th September 2012 8:01 pm
It's a very sad day when a Loved one dies
human or animal we all only have one life
so we gotta live it up for the ones that pass
too the fullest on this earth is what I'm aiming at.
So let's up those downs and make the bad more better.
Even if you're feeling like shit or rained on by bad weather
you can overcome the end of this glitch called living
by cooking up you...
Monday 20th August 2012 5:44 pm
Falling rain the colour of steel, cast down by the wind blown clouds.
Count the drops in the million, a never-ending torrent drowning the land,
better stay indoors or you’re in for a swim.
See it beat upon your window like a madmen with a drum,
the power of nature in all her ragged glory.
Tuesday 3rd July 2012 6:59 pm
I was looking at that window thinking
there's someone I love in there -
and she was
I looked at your window later
waving a thousand times -
and yet couldn't stop
I'm looking at that dim lit window
as cold rain struggles to freeze white -
And in there are my mad life's beauties,
as I lean against the first of January's nights
Tuesday 17th January 2012 9:49 pm
I hear the clouds form into a foul storm,
Outdoors soaking into an endless Ocean,
I’m smoking as the blessed showers pour,
There will be no stepping out the door,
Forever more, dryer than ever before.
Tuesday 27th December 2011 12:34 am
Out walking to where three valleys meet, past Dovestones, on a drizzly day. ...
Thursday 24th November 2011 1:00 pm
We have to think
about where to put
They fumble under tables,
or rest very casually on
the table, courageously spread
across the middle as if to show
just how normal you
want it to feel.
The tea is greasy,
and you concentrate
on stroking the condensation
from your glass
of orange juice.
Sunday 6th November 2011 12:52 pm
I was at a MIND writing class today in Macclesfield given, 5 minutes to write about a line from a book here is what I came up with
Tall and slender, looking from the window,
the sun rose across the sky, a mesmerising enchanting lulaby,
awaking her senses breathing new life into the day.
Yet it was broken by the crash of thunder, the smash, last, the rain whipped aga...
Thursday 8th September 2011 4:46 pm
Now with added audio (felt better read).
Wishing For Rain
She spent that week,
Wishing for rain.
Every morning that
Reaching towards her.
But a dry week
And quick pick-me-ups
From a garden sale,
Hid the hate.
An attempt to resuscitate
The happy days of swing
Tuesday 24th May 2011 2:09 am
Raindrops trickle on the forest's brow
Forming transparent puddles,
That reflect your querying face
And catches the dream of a moment.
Storm cells brew on the radar,
Fearful in their presence as they pass
Life on the brink of forever's portals
Until thunder morphs into cuddles .
In the streams your form takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with hope and love
Flowing into ...
Friday 4th February 2011 9:53 am
two joined, separated
a brother now one
and his brother's friend
a friend that loved
filled that emptiness
that hearth and home
could not mend
one fateful day
their ways crossed
to wayward wend
what tears run streaks
on your redded cheeks
why the furtive pulse
in your eyes it shows
Monday 3rd January 2011 2:38 pm
To Whom It May Concern,
Please ensure it rains on Sunday morning
For the rain washes away the shame
Of the city streets,
Neutralises the urine,
Disperses the vomit
And makes us clean again.
Pure and untainted rain
The antithesis of the city
Transparent and true
Falling without discrimination
On the people and ground below.
Friday 9th April 2010 4:40 pm
Kids In Buckets: The School Run.
Splutter, splatter drips the rain
Down the gutter and window pane –
The journey to school will be so slow,
The traffic will just grow and grow!
But Gran and I have hatched a plan
To speed to school
(She’s resourceful my Nan),
She pushes me off in a large plastic bucket,
Bobbing down the alley,
Sailing past traf...
Sunday 10th January 2010 5:46 pm
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