Nina567: When it rains it pours.

We’re continuing our tradition of highlighting poets in the community this week.  Sadie Huemer, a.k.a. “Nina567,” is one of our newest contributors.  She also happens to be a budding poet.  She stepped forward with this poem about the rain which has a profound effect on her.

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Rain, by Sadie Huemer

Rain patters on the pale glass that is left in my life,
it drains through first my brain then slowly, squeezes through my heart,
it touches me like a red blanket wrapped around in a world full of grasp,
It touches me like a cat in a lake not moving or speaking,
and even though I can feel it, it really isn’t there.
The End

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