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silver-grey

raining
softly
I touch the earth

everything
Is
as it should be

2.

The night is angry
moans
shudders, curses the stars
breaks the sky with hard
hard rain

it has been said that thunder is the voice of gods
and lightning its spectacular spectacle
we are diminished creatures here
if not for dreams,

I hear your voice across the ether
I feel your caress
there is nowhere I am untouched

let not this love,
my immortal Beloved
die
like the storm, passing

now an ocean breeze.


~A



— Kailashana, Sep 08, 2009

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Seren

Seren

16 years 9 months ago

Dear Anna

Just brilliant, what more can I say , I am in awe of this write , love Jayne x x
Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

16 years 9 months ago

I can't work out...

...why this works...is so shouldn't with it's weird breaks...but it really works. My reptilian brain won't let me write like this, mine have to be in some order...oh what it must be to be able to express yourself this way. I am consumed by this piece. A great job, HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".
Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

16 years 9 months ago

Signature

The signature is a line from one my first poems. It is called 'Earth'...I haven't posted it yet. regards, HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 9 months ago

I’m looking forward to

I'm looking forward to your posting it. Please send me a pm so I don't miss it. K? I feel like that all the time. I 'pose most of us do... besides no one sees us as we see ourselves.... that's a good thing, all in all. ~A
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lyz

16 years 9 months ago

Dear Kailashana

You know how to keep the interest a flow with words of beauty that can change the color of a day. and the love behind this write has changed mine. Loved it. Love Lyz. XX
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 9 months ago

Is this a floating letter on

Is this a floating letter on the waves of time where the writer is the rain hammering the letters inevitably indelibly into the sheets of our bodies the tossed soul's fabric love, the subject for ever the subject of our existence, our dreams and aspirations ever Ann over the sea with love.
A

Arrow

16 years 4 months ago

Your poems

are so comforting, esp. with regard to loneliness. "there is nowhere I am untouched" - yes, to not be touched by human hands at one point or another is not to be untouched, thank goodness. I dispute these lines, though: we are diminished creatures here if not for dreams, I can think of many things that do not dream and aren't diminished. I feel things are diminished when they are not what they are meant to be, not because they lack some kind of capacity. Oddly, I guess that means the more choice you have, the more opportunity to diminish yourself.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

Goodness, how I love to come

Goodness, how I love to come back to my children, Arrow. I forget I had them. ;-) In this poem, I only referred to human dreams... and if we humans are without dreams, who are we, really? Thank you for reading all these months later. ~A "What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal." Albert Pine