I’m driving in my car,
Its raining,
pouring,
I love it.
I open the window
to let in the sweet smell of the rain.
I breathe it in deep.
I hear the rain beat hard on the ground
I stick my arm out
The cool droplets caress my skin.
It soothes me.
I pull over,
take the top down.
My car is being soaked
inside and out.
I smile.
I am soaking.
I’ll probably get sick
But I like it.
My windshield wipers whip back and fourth
the rain hits my face as it flies off
I feel alive
I don’t have to think
no other cars on the road,
all that is real is me, and the rain.
No more problems or hopes,
No more people or lies
No more losing or winning.
No more dreams to despise.
I’m at a stop
I shut my eyes.
I let the rain drench me
From head to toe.
I open my eyes slightly,
As the clouds part
I can see the full moon.
It’s beautiful.
Not a care in the world,
I roll from the stop
keeping my eyes on the moon.
I know where I’m going,
I’ve driven these streets before.
It’s two a.m.
Not a soul in the world
would dare be out at this hour
in this weather,
but I am,
I like it.
I’m free,
for the first time
nothing is wrong,
all that I know is I’m me.
I look at the road
I’ve so long neglected,
It’s steady in front of me.
The rain beats steady on everything
It’s rhythmic patterns play softly in my ears.
It’s singing to me.
It’s beautiful.
I close my eyes to take in the essence of the rain.
The beauty,
The anger,
The love,
The heartache,
The music,
The silence,
The joy,
The sadness,
The cool kiss of the pure water.
The exotic sent of the rain soaked earth.
I love it.
I never want to leave.
It holds me.
I’m trapped,
but I like it.
I wish I could die here
It’d be so much easier.
I’d die happy
surrounded by something constant
Something I love,
Something I can trust.
The rain feels my pain,
and washes it away.
It kisses me softly
to let me know it cares.
Even if it’s the only one that cares.
I pull over
on the side of the rural road
Get out
and walk around
Again I am all that is there.
It’s me and the rain.
An endless partnership
and endless love.
Soaking I stand there,
I can no longer see my car,
I walked to far from it,
I don’t mind.
I look to the heavens
and shed a single tear.
though you could never tell by looking.
I sit,
and walk,
and stand,
for hours I repeat this.
The sun peers over the horizon,
Trying to break its way through the clouds.
But the rain is too powerful.
and the clouds are too strong.
Cars begin racing by,
on their way to anywhere.
I walk back to my car.
I get in,
leaving the top down.
I drive home,
getting disgusted looks from people
bundled up, in their winter coats
with their heaters on
they will never know what it is to live.
But I do.
I am.
I am me.
Finally I know this,
and finally I have settled with it.
Never will I be anyone else.
and that’s ok.
The rain has reassured me
that I will be ok....
Author notes
again something i wrote a long time ago... i love this poem. It's long, but, if you ask me, it's worth it.
Written September 22nd, 2006
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WOW!!!thats totally amazing!!!!i adore rain but its summer here and after reading you're poem i felt that its raining that i can touch each rain drop.....i do that alot being soaked in the rain feeling it surrender my soul its an amazing feeling but my friends think am crazy
!!!!great peace the words are really alive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1good luck!!!!!
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Definitely worth it.
This is gorgeous. I feel the bliss in your words, and it sets me free. So very vivid and vibrant is this, with wonderful imagery. The rain is a beautiful thing.
Wel, I have two words for you: preliminary finalist.
Thanks so much for entering my contest, and best of luck.
Let the rain fall down (:
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Oh my, you really love the rain (:
I thank you for entering this piece, however, the length was too long for me.
But good luck in the contest!
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The length of a poem should never matter, they can be three words longs to three thousand words long, it matters not. This poem reminds me a lot of someone I was once in love with... Still am to tell the truth. She loved the rain it was always comforting to her. It seems to have the same effect on you. I do hope thought that you did not get ill from this expereince. A wonderful write if I say so myself, and I do. Thank you so much for dsharing your words, thoughts, and expereinces with all of us here. -
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Oh, it is SO totally worth the length. Because that is you. And because that is truth. And because that is what life is when you know... y'know?
Hopin you can decipher that. ANYWHO, straight shot to winco tonight m'dear! Wooo wooo!! :-D
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