It rained
last night in heaven
my love
where you
were looking down
at me
standing all alone
with the wings
of my soul so
broken it could
no longer fly
and my upturned
face swimming lost
in the black
and weeping sky
How it rained
last night
in heaven
my love
when I drowned
oh how it rained
how it rained


Comments: 30
Magi
And the way you worked this, I think it's posible to be the one looking down as well as the one being looked down on from heaven - the mourner as well as the mourned.
A genuiness of feeling here.
Magi
Magi
You have no idea how much I doubt myself. So, once again, thank you sincerely.
Magi
Magi
Magi
Thank you for being in my life
I am so ever grateful and feel blessed in the same time.
Grief can overwhelm us in this world - but the sun always comes out again.
My dear friend, we are benediction unto each other.
Strong emotions conveyed with a few select words.
So here I am.
Welcome to my poetry .... this year I have concentrated on posting prose - mostly the Tales from Leprechaunia series, but I will get back to posting poems.