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Question: Are you getting tired of all the rain we've been having!?
I posted this in the wrong section before!.!.!.

The skies have been relentless,
flooding, striking, destroying!.
Her fury shows in her winds,
there's depression in her grey clouds!.
Streets succumbing to river currents,
while our own in the desert go thirsty!.
No wonder our Mother is crying,
how long until sadness becomes anger!?Www@QuestionHome@Com


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I like what you are doing but I see some meter issues as I read!. Lines 3 & 4 plus repetition of "in her"!. Line 6 & line 8 also seem rough!. This has merit and is worth revisiting!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

The confusion about "she" may have arisen because your first subject is "the skies," and the referent of the pronoun "her" is unclear!. I stumbled on that one until it later appeared as "Mother!." I don't know that t should be changed!. However, there was no way I could get around "succumbed!." It is awkward, but I like the alliteration!. The worst thing about this poem for me is that as soon as I read it, it started to rain!. That sure is powerful writing!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Several streams of thought flow here!.!.!.!.

The old Belinda Carlisle song springs to mind "somewhere in my heart I'm always dancing with you in the summer rain"

Hmm Sher, your anger or God's anger!?

Sounds like a perfect opportunity for someone to get into the inflatable raft and wet weather clothing business!.

You only need to worry if someone named Noah knocks at your door and if you have a twin!.

PS you always succinctly capture the moment Sher great writing! blessWww@QuestionHome@Com

In the vastness of Her glory,
Mother hastens in the wake,
a cup of thunder, a dash of lightning,
angry puddles it will make!.

She flings the winds ceremoniously,
from the heavens come the tears,
this earthen shell must be cleansed,
To be let loose among the peers!.

peace!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

and the rain came
sprinkled on my window pain
came to touch my heart again
when i met you

you were there babe
clutching at my soul again
hoping you could be my friend
and i love you

rain, rain
come again another day
go and give your dance a play
but far from me

rain, rain
come and see the garden grow
come and see what you can show
your two-faced way

she was all i hoped for me
she was all she made me me
until you came
until you came

now look and see the flowers grow
knowing rain has made it so
but you will pass
when will you pass!?

but pass you will as all must see
the sun will show a brand new me
the rain will stop and i’ll be free
to start my way
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i love rain!. when it rains i dance it it!. it's like saying, "when life gives you lemons make lemonade!." too much rain is bad and i feel really bad for iowa and other states at this moment!. but you have to take what life throws at you!. that's life!. make it count!. come together and make it better!. i really liked the poem!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Nice verse!.

I live in South Texas and we'd be GLAD to take a little of that rain off your hands!. It's so dry the frogs and toads have taken over our cats' water dishes!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Yes and no!.

Rainy days are never nice, but its hot as hell every other day!.!. so the cool rains keep my apartment about even so I don't cook!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

What are you talking about!. She is not really a "mother"!. I dont think "she" will get angry!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

I answered this on your other posting!. Kudos!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Nice poem, makes me wishful!. Please send some our way!. It much to dry in north Louisiana!.

nfd?Www@QuestionHome@Com