Don't Rain On My Parade

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Don’t Rain On My Parade.

So many different thoughts,

ideas that are far from

fully formed,

they are like tiny little


Tea-lights that I’ll arrange

in a row,

letting the flames flicker

until some of them


But these flames,

they are only small

and fragile things,

while the sky is darkening

with rolling clouds

that promise something much more

than a passing shower.

The drops of rain,

when they begin to fall

are large

and they make my tea-lights sizzle.

Luckily there are a few

that are close together

and while some of my budding ideas

become drowned,

victims of a sudden flood,

others I keep burning

in the shelter of

my umbrella hands.

Submitted: August 02, 2020

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Mike S.

Excellent poem, Hull!

Sun, August 2nd, 2020 6:13pm


Thanks, Mike!

Wed, August 5th, 2020 11:34am

Jobe Rubens

This is a soliloquy about the indomitable spirit of poetry - so personal to all of us.

Sun, August 2nd, 2020 8:45pm


Thanks, Jobe!

Wed, August 5th, 2020 11:32am

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