Rainy Day (A Poetry Thread)

"if a girl was rain"

hair so curly, brown and fawn,

a laugh so bright it lingers on

she’s like a game, a piece well-played,

in her butterfly shirt, I’m gladly swayed

she loves to play, and chai lattes,

a never-ending, laughing maze

a friend so dear, please let her stay,

to make darling memories, day by day

her pretty glasses, chocolate eyes,

“i really like it when it’s rainy out,” she pouts

she hides herself in quiet skies,

if a girl was rain, she’d never doubt

“Rainy Day Ritual”

pitter-patter against my feet,

the rain retreats in quick defeat

I step inside and close the door,

my shoes squeak softly on the floor

Mrs. Smith, with book in hand,

stands so still and planned, so grand

I nod, then curl up in my nook

and reach for my favorite classic book

with nature tapping and time set straight,

I hope the calm won’t come too late

headphones on, heart feeling light,

I know I’ll have a perfect night

“After the Rain”

a ray of warmth

beats down on my heart

you wrap a scarf around my neck

a moment, quiet as art

we dance and prance along the street

you keep me close, you smile so wide

then send me off with gentle feet

and vanish, like a changing tide

then come the wraps of gray and pour

the storm rolls in, to my surprise 

the wind slams hard against the door

my heart, again, is compromised

but when the thunder slips away

and silence hums against the air

I rise, step out into the day,

the sun still shining there

"Morning Reminder"

The night was a blur
windy and gray,
my heart engulfed
in a seasick sway

The morning after, I took a walk,
beneath the sky's sarcastic mock
The way it cried, burned through with pain,
reminded me of us, again

The sidewalk glistened, endless, tight,
my heart grew heavy at the sight.
Does it feel empty, used, betrayed,
just walked on when it's worth the trade

Still, I carry on, day by day,
watching your heart from far away.
Your smile and presence, both decayed

a morning reminder of what I pay