The Mourning Rain

Thunder calls,
The mourning rain,

Autumn sings
Its subtle pains,

Worries sink into the ground,
Dissipating drowning sounds,

A stream of thoughts running away,
The stale smells, a passageway,

Naive and oh so cavalier,
As shadows fall you disappear

Into your borrowed dreams,
Stitched together from smithereens,

Worn out t-shirts and happenings,
Your disregard for the finer things,

You’re happiest when you roam alone,
Gliding over the cobblestones,

Staring up at the great unknown
As all those memories that died

Rise high and hook their fingers in the sky
Like fire flies electrified.

5 Responses to “The Mourning Rain”

  1. the phrase “fireflies electrified” creates a nice picture in my head! 🙂

  2. Thanks. I’m reworking some of it into a song, including that line.

  3. That would be a great song! If you post it anywhere, let me know. Have you heard the song “Firebird” by Milky Chance? I thought of that song, for some reason.

  4. Thanks. Just had a listen to that tune – I quite like it – nice little earworm. I’ll post a link on this comment thread when it’s ready.

  5. Awesomeeee!!!! Thank you!!!

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