“I awoke to the rain

Drumming on my window pane.

Opening my lattice I let it in

The purifying water that washes away sin.

The hypnotic sound

Of rain falling all around.

All my life I have listened to the rain.

The same drumming

Of water coming

From the sky

Falling on you and I.

The rain has no end

But you and I my friend

May listen for a while

Smile

Then pass on by”.

“Raining” can be found in “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind“, A collection of poems about nature, love, and life in general, now available for Kindle.

About the author

I was born in Liverpool (UK) on 6 January 1969.I lost the majority of my eyesight at 18-months-old due to a blood clot.I am a braille user and have happy memories of leafing through “The Oxford Book of English Verse”…

A recording of yours truly reading my poem ‘Park after Rain’.
Can anyone detect a Liverpool accent?

Sometimes my heart is still
Up here on this hill,
High above sea level.
There is no devil
Calling to me
And I hear,
Loud and clear
The bird so wild and free
Singing,
His song for a moment bringing
An end
To all I pretend
To be …

In evening’s breeze You come to me
Caressing my face with tenderness
Cooling the passions that none can see

From all earth’s pain I would be free
And all of my soul’s heaviness
In evening’s breeze You come to me

I sit beside the willow tree
For You to fill my emptiness
Cooling the passions that none can see

I wondered if truly I could be
Given light in my distress
In evening’s breeze You came to me

My soul was healed, together we
Entwined our hearts forever blessed
In evening’s breeze You came to me
Cooling the passions that none can see