Monday, July 23, 2007

September Rain

September rain falls on the house
As I close the old screen door,
The chaos fades behind me
With each muddy step.

Sensing the ocean’s spray,
I know that I am close to peace.
It is not Nirvana I seek,
But to be filled with those watery words,
Filtering the noise from my troubled mind.

4 comments:

Maddie said...

that is so down to earth. it is amazingly done. wow, that is just so good.

Maria said...

It seems really deep, but I don't really... "get" it.... maybe I'll read it again when I'm awake... :D

Elise said...

i love this poem. it is completely dead on about how i feel about rain. it just feels like it washes away all your worries. great job, kate!

Gina said...

"watery words"...like it.