Poetry in Rain

Here is a poem I wrote when I was probably 15, had it rejected several times and retired it. Dusting it off, making no changes, and posting in here. Just for my own amusement mostly:

Storm

Thunder races,
Through each cloud.

Lightening shatters
The calm serene air.

Clouds roll toward
The peaceful home.

Slow and steady.

Pit-pat
Pit-pat

The rain begins.

Animals scurry,
To their dens.

Leaves turn up,
Welcoming each mouthful
Of fresh, sweet rain.

Slowly the thunder fades,
Into a deep,
And low rumble.

The lightening,
No longer fierce
Dims.

Slow and steady.

Pit-pat
Pit-pat

The rain,
It fades away.

Poem to be Published

I won a writing contest quite some time ago. It was for my poem Secret. The anthology that it will be in should be coming out during the first quarter of 2012. Here is a link to the article on Twin Trinity's website: http://twintrinity.com/?p=1412

The anthology will be called Expressions of Passion if I recall correctly. I really need to crack out my old laptop and get all my info off of it onto the new one. Then I would be able to just do a quick check for ya. So don't hold me to the anthology name.

Needless to say I'm uber excited to see this come out! Now off to do some work for school and hopefully have a little time to edit my manuscript tonight.

Crier's Release

Revisiting a blog that I used to write with Blogophilia, everything on the blog was just spur of the moment, impromptu type writing. Thought I would share a few of these pieces with you starting with a poem I called Crier's Release. Going through this older blog has really made me miss all the Blogophilia folks. I am posting the poem as is, no touch ups, no rewording, etc. Just how I wrote it back at the age of 22/23. Here it is all blemished for your to read and critique (be harsh I know it needs it!)

"Crier’s Release"

Have you ever thrown your head back,
And just soaked up all the rain,
Listening to the thunder,
Trying to hide all that pain?

Have you ever tried to hide,
The tears that fell down your face,
As people walked by laughing,
Making jokes of your disgrace.

When the rain finally stops,
And the tears begin to dry,
Do you find yourself pretending,
That you never need to cry?

When these feeling shake your world,
And your heart yearns to be free,
Let go of all your doubts,
And your soul can finally be.