Saturday, August 7, 2010

No Sun


if the sun doesn't come out today,
it'll be alright with me.
sometimes in this state i'm in,
the rain is much more comforting.
i thought i had the upper hand,
was holding all the secrets.
it turns out that whatever it was 
was just too quick for me
no.
not love,
it wasn't love. 
it was something that wasn't love but i lost it.
losing always tugs at me, even when it wasn't love.

so the sun is good for many things,
but rain for poetry.

4 comments:

  1. "so the sun is good for many things,
    but rain for poetry."

    How very true that statement is!! Lovely poem thank you for sharing.

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  2. I really like this poem.

    "it was something that wasn't love but i lost it."

    This line I think I can relate to the most, but I have to agree with you rain is perfect for poetry.

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  3. Love this piece the best! the subtle poignant feeling with which it begins and the realization with which it ends...perfect rhythm and truly b'ful. Thanks for sharing.

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