It's raining today.
leaves sway and topple
as the wind whips
the downpour
It is always beautiful
when it rains
and it is always sweet
as it sounds
that's how I used to feel
I guess it is always is...
I placed my hands
on the window's glass
trying to feel the drops
knowing they could not even
penetrate my touch
I must've outgrown
these tales of silver lining
maybe...
or probably, it's just the view
on my window
soggy
and the lawn is muddy
I must be looking in the wrong direction
just looking down...
I have hurricanes inside of me
but my eyes are arid
you're not here with the rain.
Author notes
Ms Tara
I just want to write and write for your contest
sorry I think it is kinda emo 
must be the weather here
Thank you
In a list
A contest entry
- Green Rain by tara wilson.
3500 points, ended October 19, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think...
Comments
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I love it!
This poem resonates deep within me. Maybe or maybe not for the same reasons. It''s longing for what I miss and so long to be near. I can see it, but I can't hold on to it for very long; but its' beauty keeps me gazing and longing for what seems like an eternity intime. Blessings to you and yours. Alberto
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My sweeties i am so glad you stopped
by, i have missed you!! i was thinking about you
the other day, cause I was craving filipino food!!
and I saw my favorites list and I spaced out on your
name! any way its always a pleasure to have you stop
by, oh and P.S and no its not emp but superbly penned
you are a very gifted writer
love and blessings
Rend
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I love the moment here. It's a moment of longing, but you have captured how it feels to be here, to be alone, with the rain and wanting someone else to be with you, makes me think of a lover. i love the hurricanes inside of you - beautiful poetry Anna, nice to read you in the contest.
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Ms Tara...
Thank you
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Why is it always late for me to find out that you have a new poem? Must be the weather...lol. Anna, how are you? Were you affected by the last typhoons. Luckily for me and my family we are all okay.
Unfortunately, the people living nearby weren't so fortunate.
On the otherhand, the poem is in the lines of melancholia and not emo (for me). The last few lines really pulled the strings of this poem. At least your poem is like that.
I have two recent postings here that was inspired by the typhoon. Hope you have time to view them. "Typhooned" and "His eyes is a waterhole for tears".
Kabayan maraming salamat.
Hensley
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Salamat Hensley
salamat din kayo naapektuhan...grabe ang nangyari sa Manila. Hindi naman kami naapektuhan pero laging tinatrangkaso...drug dependent na nga ako sa Bioflu
nakakatawa...'to kinokomercial sa tv
pasensya na kung madalang na lang ako dito...pc ko kasi, sira. ang hirap i-explain sa English kung ano diprensya nya...nanonosebleed ako
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lol...mag bioflu lagi para sakit di sumagi.
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A beautiful aromatic warm write that unveils the subtleties of longing and love. A beloved write to read, ponder, and feel with coffee and cream.
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I love the imagery here, and it's so well done sweet soul!
Thanks for sharing you, and I wish you all the best within the contest!
Keep on penning on, bravo with this, love the emotion.
Peace, and love.
-Timothy
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Timmmmmmmm!!!!!
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'I have hurricanes inside of me
but my eyes are arid' - I really like that line... I've been trying to tell people something similar for a year now... contrary to popular wisdom, the eyes aren't always the windows to the soul.
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I love the pace, as well the tone. Emotion fit perfect with that weather
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I think those stormy sad days are prevelant for us all.
I have always been partial to the rain. The cleansing feeling it has on the psyche. This piece has a melancholy connotation to it. A reflective longing for what is no longer. It is simply beautiful, though I do hope all's well with you.
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those last few lines made themselves sit in my eyes...beautiful, Anna Lee. I could feel this one...
~ Nicolette
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i love the simplicity. this reads very effortless to me, and yet has great mood and atmosphere.
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I read somewhere that depressed people are happier when the weather is bad. I found that to apply to this poem.
The rain here of course is a symbol for those feelings that evolve from "him" not being there. Within that hurricane, wanting to express all those emotions but held within by his absence.
Get an umbrella....
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this is a wonderful way to demonstrate your feelings during the season of hurricane. very nicely portrayed. thank you for sharing and i wish you safe and hope in your home country. t'care.
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You write very touching sad/love poems dear Anna
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Your last three lines are especially tender and bright, Poet. Good luck in the contest, Sweetie.
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You're Back!
I have missed your beautiful writes on AP, but you have returned, blown in by monsoon winds. What a lovely poem this is! The description was wonderful , and of coursed you nailed it with your last line. I did notice some prepositions that were not quite right - looking in the wrong direction, for example. Overall, a wonder!!
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I noticed it with my sleepyhead 
. edit. Thank you
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Bruce thank you for always encouraging me to write...
magadang umaga
It's 3 am, the rain stopped but still anticipating the typhoon
I'm having coffee
and pandesal
can you help me
I know there is something wrong with it
got dc...argggh
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