How can you stop the rain from falling down?
You can't, you shouldn't try to frown.
Let it fall, let it soak you through,
Sometimes getting wet is good for you.
Let it wash away your worries and fears,
Wipe away the tears  and dry your tears.
You'll be alright, there's no need to hide,
Embrace the rain, let it be your guide.

Isn't it beautiful
How the most vivid colors and scenes
Can be created from
Only the black and white on a page?
Movement, harmonies, blends of hues
Described with only memories wished from a writer to you.

through a seam in the blinds
the sun
still

The universe is dreaming,
Of you and of me
Of the skin peeling
from the paperbark tree
Of the cow grazing
along the low paddock
And the egret watching
From atop her back
Of Jupiter
And her umpteen moons
Of drought broke to flood
By summer monsoons
Of a girls fist kiss
And her final so-long
Of poets born
And life turned to song
Of the sea reaching out
To touch the long sky
Of every answer
To a pillow sobbed why
The universe is dreaming
so herself she can see
in you and in me
in everything here,
gone,
and ever to be.     ~ Xiola

Marigolds tremble,
burnt orange flames in the breeze,
sun sheds golden strands.
Ladybird on fragile wings,
rides waves of autumn's sorrow.

Leaves curl, whispering,
the earth sighs with each ripple.
Daylight wanes, fades slow.
Contraction of waves unseen,
a soft grief hums through the air.

It hurts,
it hurts so,
so much
knowing
that I'm
not the kind of girl
people write songs about
or think about,
care about
or fall for..
Cause I'm too noisy
but also too quiet.
cause I'm not gentle
and not that kind
and I'm not gorgeous
or amazingly talented
and smart.

Will I ever find love..?