Never Late
The Spring sky beckons
Through clatter of hailstones spent
Thunderstorms are extensions of Heaven
Quenching the Earth-God's raindrops spent;
'Tis said that April showers are necessary
Alive in Springtimes hours...
Paving the way for Rainbows Arch
And the first bud of May flowers;
The clouds in clever syllables fade
As raindrops in a caravan disipate
Bountiful in design-this Garden O' mine
Arrival of Mays blossoms-never late! ;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Raindrops
Joe melson
Raindrops, raindrops
I look out my window and what do I see
Raindrops, raindrops
They mark the pathway to my destiny
Raindrops, raindrops
Yes rain like the tears that fell from my heart
The day you said wed have to part
And now whats left for me to do
But watch those raindrops and cry over you
Instrumental
Youve stolen my love and my heart away
Raindrops, raindrops
And Ill feel the same for the rest of my days
Raindrops, raindrops
Well Ive tried yes Ive tried I want you to know
I did what you asked I loved you so
But I knew in my heart it wouldnt be long
Till Id look up and youd be gone
Transcribed by tracy
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Birth of Spring (Constanza)
April graces us with showers,
As cold snows melt, their wintry scene
Is changed to many shades of green.
From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers.
Apollo's face is golden fair....
The scent of spring is in the air.
As blossoms float down from bowers
When gusts of April breezes blow,
They spread below like golden snow.
I delight and watch for hours,
For truly at this time of year
I feel God's presence dwelling here.
Blessed and touched by divine powers.
The joy of springtime here on Earth
Is felt with every flower's birth.
April graces us with showers,
From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers.
As blossoms float down from bowers
I delight and watch for hours,
Blessed and touched by divine powers.
poem by Connie Marcum Wong
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April Rain
The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shaw and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
The April sun, the April sun,
Glints through the rain in fitful splendour,
And in grey shaw and woodland dun
The little leaves spring forth and tender
Their infant hands, yet weak and slender,
For warmth towards the April sun,
One after one.
And between shower and shine hath birth
The rainbow's evanescent glory;
Heaven's light that breaks on mists of earth!
Frail symbol of our human story,
It flowers through showers where, looming hoary,
The rain-clouds flash with April mirth,
Like Life on earth.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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The Weed
There was an old woman
that planted a garden.
And in the garden
there grew a weed.
The weed grew next to
a beautiful flower.
The flower had grown
from a tiny seed.
The weed was strong
and would not bend.
The wind did blow
and it did send
the seeds from the flower
into the air.
They circled around
and landed where
the weed was growing
next to the flower.
Soon the weed was
surrounded by flowers.
It loved where it was
and looked by the hours
at all of the beautiful
colorful flowers.
The old woman who planted
the garden one day
decided that she would
make a bouquet.
She went to the garden
to cut the flowers.
But when she got there
down came the showers.
The raindrops that fell
made the weed shine
which made the old woman
change her mind.
She left them alone
in her garden and knew
that the weed belonged
with the flowers that grew.
She'd planted the flowers.
God planted the weed.
The garden was perfect.
No bouquet did she need.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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From Hearts To Tears
Stepping stones
From hearts to tears
To air and clouds
To thunderstorms
To lightning
To BOOM-BANG
And you're knocked
To your knees
Then the wind will pass
To blue skies
That hold the flowers
That shed the raindrops
And the chill cradles
The loneliness
Into the night
June 23,1990 12: 01 A.M.
poem by Midnights Voice
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Josie Davis Poem 2
The serenity of smiles
like raindrops upon the roof tiles
The gargoyle wings flutter
as rainwater runs down the gutter
And the crimson fire tingles
as raindrops fall upon the shingles
The scent of freesia flowers
after the romantic rain showers
And serenity is not to think
just let our champagne glasses clink
Serenity is the beauty that lies
deep within your sapphire-blue eyes
poem by Mischa Fr.
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April Showers
It is the season of new beginnings...
Spring removes her winter robe
And fades into rainbows of hope;
The sun shines its headlights into April-
And in the garden the effluent scent
Of multiple blooms delights the nose;
The naked trees are no longer bare
Clothed in egg shell, pink and green.
Now entertaining the sometime visit
Of the butterfly and bee;
Showers are but a necessity
Splashed to chase the thirst away
They are never maudlin weeping tears
But always fall on purpose
For they help to bring
Even more blossoms to May;
Dedicated To: 'Betty'...AKA- - - - - - -
Remembering 1978
August: Seattle Times
And what you said:
'Emily took off like a big bird
For L.A. and Australia
But you had better get your
Umbrella's out as she is
Flying back in the spring...'
I did fly back in the Spring
Of 1979...for my fathers last
Two heart attacks and death.
Heart attack in April and last
One in May... and then he passed!
We will always wonder how
You knew that i would be
coming back in April
When even the doctors did
Not know!
By: Theodora Onken
April 9,2012
poem by Theodora Onken
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April's Away.
All too soon the countryside,
Now fresh greened and sprouting more
Than spring, looks out for wider
Room, shakes it's newborn blossoms
Then ushers April to the door.
And April's away.
No longer teenage, Flora's
Grown maturer now, slightly
Deeper hued, flowers adorning
Every late spring bough, while
April, already pale, turns white,
Then April's away.
Heated by more ardent sun,
Hedgerows must have stronger feed.
Palid from work early done
April leaves, - makes way for May
To ensure Flora has her needs
Now April's away.
Rain Drops & Sun Showers
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
I send my echo out
To get your love with poem
Obscures reflections of
My love
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
I'll save a prayer for you
So lost and longing too
Bleach shared through dirty streaks
Wrapped up in clean white sheets
And if you think they'll watch you now
You should know they won't
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
I send my echo out
To get your love with poem
Obscure reflections of
Of my secret power
Force down the wings of god
To get your love with poem
Obscure reflections of my love
And I'm just trying to talk to you
Between the raindrops
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God
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Godsends
God sends the rain to fall
ln its like proportions
upon both the wicked and the just
gentle raindrops... godsends
steady showers... godsends
dreadful downpours... God sends
raindrops... godsends to tender shoots
showers... godsends to the flowers
nature justly rewarded, thus rewards
equally with godsends of bounty
both the wicked and the just
meantime streams flow gently to the rivers
rivers bless landscapes they follow
godsends to parched places
until God sends rain in excess
rivers race in rising torrents
roaring without caution
raging toward the sea
flooding lands in equal proportion
of both the wicked and the just
exhibiting no bias
God sends godsends
to all men
poem by Mary Havran
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To an Early Daffodil
Thou yellow trumpeter of laggard Spring!
Thou herald of rich Summer's myriad flowers!
The climbing sun with new recovered powers
Does warm thee into being, through the ring
Of rich, brown earth he woos thee, makes thee fling
Thy green shoots up, inheriting the dowers
Of bending sky and sudden, sweeping showers,
Till ripe and blossoming thou art a thing
To make all nature glad, thou art so gay;
To fill the lonely with a joy untold;
Nodding at every gust of wind to-day,
To-morrow jewelled with raindrops. Always bold
To stand erect, full in the dazzling play
Of April's sun, for thou hast caught his gold.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Spring On April Avenue
When you dont need me anymore
You realise how much you need me
But I just need you if you not need me
Like the spring on april avenue
Words are wounds
And flowers fly
The smell of dew
Spring on april avenue
The electrification
Every leafs pleasure
Every lightbulb waiting underground
Every child rising through life
Because machines are statues...
Spring on april avenue
Theres no symphony
Just a storm in every eye
Snow in their minds...frozen souls
Spring on april avenue.
Theres too much blinding light
Too many wells, and the walls are coming closer
Too many hearts beating our life
But the heart beat for death not life
Like the spring on april avenue
Divorced...forced from heaven and hell...
Air and the earth...Im...Im...
On april avenue.
poem by Not A Dream Choice
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I Remember
I remember tasting raindrops
On my tongue.
Dancing under apple blossoms
In that white dress you loved so much
I remember
Us.
The 'us' is no longer there
But that's ok..
The longing has left me
Now there is just a dull aching pain.
When you walked away
Without ever turning to say good bye
You left a hole in my soul
I never thought would fill.
Your hand print was
Forever engraved in my flesh
I hated you
For having branded me
With such a gentle touch.
After your leaving
Your for ever going away..
I've learned to laugh again.
I've learned to play.
I still dance under blossoms
I'm tasting raindrops again.
I'm mending myself.
I've found balm for my pain.
It's funny
How
In loosing you
I found a better me.
A stronger me has emerged
From the ashes you left me in.
A new me is rising
Like the sun on the horizon.
I'm loving to dance again
Under apple blossom trees.
Raindrops have begun to taste
Like sweet nectar to me.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Water Miracle!
Two gases gelled and fluid formed and flowed on planet Earth.
A billion droplets swiftly swarmed, the oceans to give birth.
The fish were scattered here and there and dolphins added, too.
Above them, rainbows would appear, to glorify the view.
The vapours rose upon the breeze that circled far and wide.
Then storm clouds buzzed, like bothered bees, alive, electrified!
As lightning bolts streaked up and down and to the left and right,
Like miracles of great renown, they made Man fear the sight!
The storm subsided, life went on. Man's tears mixed with the rain.
When Winter came with Summer gone, God sent us snow again.
Thus snowmen melted slow, sublime, with carrots on the ground.
Forgotten soon when Father Time another New Year found...
The April showers came to call... the daffodils rejoiced.
Whenever raindrops choose to fall, the dry earth becomes moist.
It stores the streaming far below, where most men fear to tread,
For God the Father's in the know and plans for what's ahead...
Yes, He's got water on the brain! All things are in His hand!
The miracle of latter rain awaits the Lord's command!
It's elementary, my dear! Two gasses now combined!
Be glad for water, crystal clear, beloved by all Mankind...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Averil
I love thee, April! for thou art the Spring
When Spring is Summer; and thy wayward showers,
Sudden and short, soothly do bring May flowers,
Thus making thee a harbinger, whose wing
Bright jewels, Nature's rarest choice, doth fling
O'er dewy-glistening brakes and banks and bowers,
To ravish loving eyes through longer hours
When Winter is a dead forgotten thing.
Such promise dost thou give of Summer bloom;--
But thine own sunshine hast thou, thine own light;
And fair are April flowers, April leaves--
Fairer to eyes aching from Winter's gloom
Than late-blown joys of May, that greet the sight
When drunk with gladness it from thee receives.
poem by Thomas MacDonagh
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Green Clouds # 4
Where the green clouds gathered to rend,
the storm has passed with its colored raindrops
There are no more wondering sensations of spring
And youth is spent against the shore of similitude
There was no sudden cease of wind and war
only the slow dying of battle with the night
Now it is easy to flounder in the shadows
without the boon or delight of my troubles
The shock and words were once poetry most high
It is easy to forget that I was still human then
Eager for the storm again, I must run quickly
to catch what I seek, or forever chase the wind.
poem by Poet Dragon
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Head In The Clouds
You don't know,
how much time I spend,
thinking of you,
and of you're love.
It's unbelievable,
how many times,
I've said I was done,
but realized I can't be.
Think about it,
I've spent hours listening,
just to the simple sound,
of your voice.
I've spent hours dreaming,
my head in the clouds,
with hopes of seeing,
us together.
I really can't imagine,
how far I'd be,
without knowing you,
were right beside me.
I know that it,
will never be,
however a,
girl can dream.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Sun Showers
Arthur freed / nacio herb brown
Sun showers
Never mind the rain
The sun will shine again
Through sun showers
In a little while
They sky above will srnile
Like luster that follows your kiss
Dark clouds of sorrow
Will soon be a sunny tomorrow
While sun flowers
Raise their happy eyes
Up to the flaming skies
Then sun showers
Leave us as they follow
Rainbows in our hearts
The gray skies soon will clear
My dear
While sun showers are here
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Monsoon Magic
Monsoon is a blessing in disguise.
It’s hard to describe emotions it brings to life.
I find rainfall at night
Stirs feelings of romance, love and ecstasy.
You snuggle and hold each other tight,
As the rain pours with all its might.
Cosy in the crook of his arm
I feel nice and warm.
When I wake, the storm is spent,
I feel a wave of contentment,
As I find him lying next to me
On the crumpled sheets.
I look at his face,
My heart is filled with tenderness.
Oh, I love these showers,
Specially in the midnight hours.
I make a cup of tea
And watch the trees,
Sitting by myself in the balcony
Looking lush, raindrops dripping from the leaves.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Imaginery
Paper Flower
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clocks screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple skies fly over me
Don't say im out of touch
With this rampant chaos
Your reality
I know well
What lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare i built my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple skies fly over me
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginery light
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple skies fly over me
song performed by by Evanescence
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