There was the sound of rain poems

the sound of rain peck back roads, terracotta roofs, membrane leaf, and the tick-tock seconds uprooted. light was gloomy, gloomy skies failed to feed the rainbow from the bottom of the weather

"I'm longing to die, I miss you my name board at the back door nail. as you rain - I'm always waiting shed in the yard "

sound of the rain garden stepping on grass, pavement floor, climbing the wires spread: pilot screamed as if calling, cajoling footman came sailing

"I miss the waves you, I miss the eloquent language of the sea give death. rain, you scratch the river, you make the road, on the rigging of love between the upstream and estuary. rain, sea created on the world let the man met nature "

the sound of rain water flicked at the pool, shivering gravel, and rocks that suck silent - might also suck revenge