365 poems: February 1st, 2014


What’s in a rain?

That which goes by any other name would still pour,

but what makes it so deep,

so meaningful

to cover up the sunshine for a day?

Maybe that’s just it.

Maybe it shows us that the snow

and the sorrows of the world

can be taken away by its own free will

and that the answer to living

can truly fall from the sky.

Maybe it’s just a beg for difference

and a night that’s not dark.

But it’s a love that can be cold

and a dance that can be sad

and a child that runs through puddles

to understand Shakespeare without reading.

But what’s in a rain?


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