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josh wilbanks Aug 28
Blue sky's and rainy grey's
New lie's and changing ways
Bright shines and dark shadows
Thin lines and hard half-hopes
The sun protects my lonely soul
In the night I lose control
A new sun a new breath
Today it seemed to rain instead
Haiku Donna Aug 26
Plates have all been washed
Coffee is brewing warmly
Raindrops have settled
It's been a Rainy afternoon but looks like it's stopping now :-)
Haiku Donna Aug 26
Blowing in warm breeze
A soft gentle white feather
Brightens cloudy days
I'm not sad but  very happy indeed but saw white feather this morning so was inspired as I know how hard it is to lose a loved one.   X
sunprincess Aug 20
Today wasn't just hot, it was super hot
And like two movie stars with chemistry
They were kissing in the parking lot
One of those kisses everyone dreams of

And overhead a fast moving dark cloud
Of a thousand chirping birds
I'm pretty sure more than one vehicle
Became their shooting target
Amanda Aug 19
I am counting every breezy day
Waiting to feel the smile of May
I watch and enjoy seasons fight
For dominance night after long night

Heavy lies the weight of Spring
While Summer is harnessing
Warmth to pull us out of suspense
Away from the sun's negligence

Shadows mill uneasily about
Leaving traces of shade and chill throughout
Foiling Spring's clever plan
Disappointing woman and man

The shift in weather nearly complete
Children soon will run with bare feet
Snow is melting, no longer white
Summer is just within my sight.
Written 4-19-12
Maxim Keyfman Aug 16
and all this time goes
watch and go and go
and all this time goes
and the weather outside the window is changing
It does not change and will never change

there will be my eternal steps and eternal
Cotton on my feet and not mine
will be eternal in front of shadows and shadows
who were luminous or not at all
never been deprived of it has always been

16.08.18
"How are you?"
Me?
I never thought you'd ask
And honestly
I was kind of hoping you wouldn't
Because I feel like a thunderstorm
Miserable, depressed and in a bad mood
And if you get in my way
You will feel my lighting glazed rage
Terry Collett Aug 12
The weather undecided
settles for rain,
then stops again.

Skies a wishy washy blue,
then offish white,
then back to blue.

Raindrops hit
the windowpane,
tear-like they run
down the glass
or pitter-patter
leaving spits and splashes
on the pane,
then dry up again.

The trees look bedraggled,
their leaves hang limply
with raindrops that cling;
flowers battered
and stooping or seeming
battle hard they hold
their heads up straight
like warriors of old
keeping the enemy
from the gate.

The weather undecided
settles for a settled calm,
skies smudged blue
with dark tinted clouds,
the birds take to wings
in the settled sky,
as I in my armchair sit
or on my bed lie.
Once, the rain spoke back
In drowned tones from
Lessons learnt long before
Our grey tomes, wisdom
Without wearisome, a
Water sanctified in cloud,
Proud protectors of the
Above, below.

She was not of sorrow, not
Sanctuary, only servitude to
Sense, dense tentacles
Pulling me further down,
To drown in her watery halls
Where the wild kings fall and
The paper boats swim tall,
Above us all.

She told me of the lord so
Loud, lightning in name and
Devastating in fame, tamed never
And maddened always, by the
Drip drop bottle tops, silver
Songs, throngs of metal shine,
Time counting tiresome till
The strike above

Hitting below,
And then the rain will fall ever so
Slow.
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