The rain is soaking through the paper while I write
And the lightning is my only lantern tonight
The thunder keeps the beat
On which I’ll base my melody
Do you even know that you put me in this state?
I know I should go because it’s getting late
But through the storm
I’m keeping warm
Maybe it’s the fevered feeling I get when I think of you
I’m burning hot with all these thoughts of things that I should do
They say I should move on but I’ve always been one to procrastinate
Even so, it’s getting late…
I’m perched upon an old tree stump in the backyard
I never knew that life and you could be this hard
But it’s catching up sooner
I guess I’m a late bloomer
I can’t stand the fevered feeling I get when I think of you
I’m burning hot with all these thoughts of things that I should do
They say I should move on but I’ve always been one to procrastinate
Even so, it’s getting late…
I’ll shut my eyes to the twilight in the distance
I’ll hold on to these thoughts of remorse and regret
Why do I shut my eyes to the twilight?
Why can’t I go back inside and call it a night?
And the clouds are moving west
But I’m still sitting here
I can’t ignore the fevered feeling I get when I think of you
I’m burning hot with all these thoughts of things that I should do
They say I should move on but I’ve always been one to procrastinate
And although it’s getting late
I still feel that I should wait
The clouds are moving west
But I’m still sitting here
Author notes
No real relationship problems, but the storm inspired me. Which is good, because I haven't written in awhile.
Written April 7th, 2006
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deep songwrite
This flowed as a song and with deep feelings , i could hear the music of it, lyrical and full of love ..
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WOW!! This was good, I like the flow that you have going on. I wish it would storm here because I can't seem to write either, and that might just spart a thought or two in my mind. Great write, and it's even better to know that you don't have any relationship problems going on to base this around. Great write.
Ray -
The imagery in this poem was fantastic, I really felt like I was sitting on that tree stump. Storms are such an amazing feat of nature, and I love to sit outside to watch them move in.
A Beautiful poem! -
WOW... This is awesome!!! you did a great job on this one!!! It is very good!!! I love it!!! Keep up the great work!!!
Hugs,
Beth
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