Tag: Rain

The Dreaming Rain

on a mild and drizzly afternooncurled up on the porch swingmy cheek resting upon my wristcreak-creak, creak-creakgently swayingrain pounding down the roofgrey clouds pregnant to burstingthunder boom, I smile it’s the aching memoriesthe timber of your voicecaressing me andhow I long for your bodypressed… Continue Reading “The Dreaming Rain”

The Smell of Rain – A Poem by Brandon White REBLOG

A Poem by Brandon White. The Smell of Rain: Step into the day and into the cool air charged with rumors of rain This is what’s been missed, the gathering storm humming electric, pure and threatening What could stoke the flame of wonder like… Continue Reading “The Smell of Rain – A Poem by Brandon White REBLOG”

1,000 Grit

The rain is pouring down and it seems to etch deep within my soul – trickles and torrents washing out the sand and soft mud of life leaving behind only the hard bedrock of my internal reality. Will my heart ever be made whole… Continue Reading “1,000 Grit”

7 Days, 7 Photos – Day 6

Black and white only. No explanations. All photos mine. ~tara ©2020

Muddy Puddle

you look in my eyes and you say, love suits you love? love suits me? ha! more like blind naivety you ask, are you pushing pushing away from us? yes, absolutely yes I am pulling away distance growing makes it less painful betrayal less… Continue Reading “Muddy Puddle”

Blue Eyes in the Rain

As I hurried ‘round the bend Of the wooded trail near my home I came upon her standing there In the pouring down rain Her face turned up Toward the clouded grey sky I stepped back into the shadows My eyes could scarce look… Continue Reading “Blue Eyes in the Rain”

A Heavy Metal Love Story

During the yearly music festival, it can get wild out here. Especially during the guitar-screaming, bass-pounding, throat-numbing heavy metal days… or should I say nights? Everywhere you look there’s leather and jeans, long hair and tits. Boots and beer. Inked flesh and pierced skin.… Continue Reading “A Heavy Metal Love Story”

A Future (Im)possible

As I stand here gazing out my window at the evening sky, clouds burning red, mountains a rosey pink, trees and fields fading in the night, stars winking into existence, landscape disappearing, making way for the dancing auroras and the moon partially clothed in… Continue Reading “A Future (Im)possible”

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