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Hypnotic Precipitation

Foreword: How hearing rain outside my window in the early hours of the morning stirs my mind. How the sound of rain takes me back to when I was child listening to it strike my window. How it stirs the feelings of lost naivety of childhood.


I lay and listen to the rain

Striking gently on my pane

Although way past 2am

I'm calm, at peace, feel sane..


Hypnotic as it falls

Whisper grows louder as it calls

Melancholy feeling grows within these walls

Mocking, it takes me for a fool..


White noise of precipitation

Falling outside as natures sedation

Mind drifts on tides of emotion

Search dark seas for shipwrecked elation..


Once more it fades away

As darkness gives into day

Only to reappear with the dawn and grey

Tears fall from the sky again..


(©) Dom Giddy 2020

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