White Rain...


The sun is down, the night is dark. The air is crisp and cool.

Clouds above blanket the sky, Keeping stars and moon from view.

Puffs of breath float in an airmist, gently before you.

Silence all around. Cept' for crispy crunchy sounds,

While steppin' over ground, Peaceful is this view.

Its chilly now, the clouds say rain.

My thoughts drift gently to you. The land froze in dew.

The bare trees whisper so slightly now, A nor'easterly breeze.

Coulda swore in the distance, Heard someone or something sneeze.

As I step to the door, to get where its warm.

The rain has begun. The drops join hands.

They've got a plan, its becoming crystal clear.

Its snowin' now, you'd ask me how.

I'd call it... White Rain.



By: ~Teddy~ 01-15-2010

so beautiful, the clarity, I can feel the air and see the drops falling..love this

i like the imagery... the ending is pertaiculary my fravit part since its just a perfect way to end it... good write =] ,

In the sleepy land of fears.
They weep to make many tears.
For through their moisten drops of dew,
they shed white rain to me and you.........

Very cool write miss T...tahnks for sharing...and,,,,
ITS GREAT READING YOU HERE,,,once more......

Wow. S. I sense a growing in your poetic heart, great write!

Reading this makes me long for Winter to get here...This 95 - 100 farenheit temperatures here in New Zealand remind me of how much I miss and love when Winter appears...

The peace fullness of a cool winter day... I can close my eyes and see it.

WTH???




Its THAT hot there NOW????


I need to move to where YOUR at,,,,,lol