Dancing in the Rain

by Painted on Smile   Dec 21, 2007


Raindrops fall against the piano keys of the ground
in the distance a girl dances
her sopping hair fans out around her
her head tipped back, eyes closed
as the rain falls against her delicate, porcelain skin
her arms straight out
her white, drenched skirt is blurred as
she twirls faster and faster
she laughs and yells to the clouded, rain washed night
"sky be my eyes
continue to cry, 'til morning's light
finally graces your horizon"
an unknown stranger watches
the blur of the angel
whom has never before been seen
and whose shout is a whisper to her ears
the ghost continues to dance as
the rain plays on and
the thunder and lightening keep time
her light blue sweater has been throughly soaked through
yet she dances on, a graceful shadow
beyond a semitransparent gray sheet
she yells once again muffled words to the clouds
"sky be my eyes
cry the tears that i never could
then mask them with the bright smile
as the world starts to wake"
it was beautiful poetry
painting a picture with the motion
the rain starts to slow and the sun starts to rise
i shut my eyes to the blinding light of day
i open them
she has disappeared with the music of the rain
that shadow of a girl, an angel in the rain
taught me so much and opened my eyes
to the beautiful picture that can be painted
as one dances in the rain

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  • 8 years ago

    by InvisibleHourglass

    Whoops, commented twice, but it bothers me that i'm the only one who took the time to read it. anyway sorry

  • 9 years ago

    by InvisibleHourglass

    I love this poem, it's on my favorites, but she went from wearing a white shirt to a blue sweater, which confuses me. still, 5/5

    • 2 years ago

      by Painted on Smile

      Well it was a white skirt not shirt :) So that could help make it make sense.

  • 9 years ago

    by InvisibleHourglass

    Wow. The girl in the rain. it was so beautiful, the words she was saying was my favorite part. I'm giving you 5/5 and adding it to my favorite poems.