the words i couldn't say

they stumble out,
but it's only in my mind.
my head is screaming the words my mouth won't say.

some words,
at their mere utterance,
make it seem all too real.

summer rain

the soft splash of warmth on your face
the lightening that illuminates as flashes of clarity
the sweet smell of spring that it carries with it
the sounds that orchestrate the perfect sleeper's symphony
the chance that it provides...

the chance to wash away the dirt that has collected,
the chance to start afresh and anew,
the chance to turn over a new leaf,
the chance to forget about the muck that has been washed away,
the chance for newness...
Thank God for summer rain.

my adjectives

i ache
i'm eager
i'm ready
i'm unsatisfied
i'm incontent
i'm longing

i'm......searching.