Raindrops

Rain

The sky fills with clouds and the pattering is gentle.

The tiny dancers turn the leaves,

Until they tap their beat into the ground.

The sky darkens, and the soldiers come.

The army tears the leaves and bark from their homes,

And storm them to the dampen floor.

 

They retreat, the sky is filled with sunlight.

The rain dries and returns to home,

The cloud march on for new land.

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Before going on stage

Okay,

Papers shuffle then shake

Arms go to liquid

Lip is gnawed

Okay,

A thousand eyes hidden behind red curtains

Eyes watching, waiting,

Judging

Okay,

Deep breathe

Stand straight

Chin up

Shuffle Papers and remember one thing,

Don’t fuck this up.

Wrapped Up Warm

Wrapped in layers of warmth.

The dim rustle of movement outside,

Rocks me in the softness of my carriage.

I hear voices familiar and gentle.

Only darkness exists here,

Far away from the bright world above.

Slowly, surely, I rest,

Drifting away to a better place than this.

Loves through Life

Love tree

Laid in shielding arms from the storm

And held tight to never part.

A whispered promise is made

To hold on in spirit.

 

Over-fed and grumbling,

The furred animal will tolerate,

Grubby little hands and sticky fingers

Of its beloved master it sits by

 

Very slowly, the warm feeling mounts,

Unknown to it’s owner what is its meaning

Soon they will know, why they want to hold on

And never let go of this one.

 

Evening comes in and the sun fades,

The figures softly crying are like warm flames of a fireplace

They settle weak in their bed

Surrounded by fond memories to replay until sleep comes.