The Rain
Lisa Kinser lives and writes in Indiana, but you don't have to be in her hometown to step into her world. Read more of her work on her blog, Courting Disaster. This is a poem for a sad day, a day when you're missing someone or sometime or someplace. Or for a day when the monsoon that has gripped much of the USA starts to get you down. Consider it catharsis!
The Rain
By Lisa Kinser
I am guilty
of listening to the rain
and dreaming of cafes
and movie theaters;
Saturday night dates
of Italian food by candlelight,
Browsing quiet bookstores
and snuggling on warm couches ...
but when I turn around
I am dining with ghosts,
seducing spirits,
cuddling with memories,
and murmuring to no one
but the dull faint whispers
of rain drops ...
The Rain
By Lisa Kinser
I am guilty
of listening to the rain
and dreaming of cafes
and movie theaters;
Saturday night dates
of Italian food by candlelight,
Browsing quiet bookstores
and snuggling on warm couches ...
but when I turn around
I am dining with ghosts,
seducing spirits,
cuddling with memories,
and murmuring to no one
but the dull faint whispers
of rain drops ...
Posted by Annmarie at 7/3/2009 10:55 PM 
Categories: today's words
Tags: free verse Courting Disaster Lisa Kinser
Categories: today's words
Tags: free verse Courting Disaster Lisa Kinser
I love this even more reading it the second time. Positively beautiful.
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Lisa is so talented and this one poem doesn't even scratch the surface of her abilities. This verse is so complete and clear, it makes me remember my own loneliness.
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