THE RAIN MAN DANCES one of my scariest writes

The Rain Man Dances

and the rain man dances on the dark divide

of heaven and hell, beckons me inside

and I run but stop at his grinning face

there in the dark and gleaming space

of death and dream, found then but lost

there at the foot of the unfound cross.

               

               

the black skies darken, if indeed they can

to hide the shadow of a shattered man

but in the flashing of a lightning bolt

I see what's left of my last last hope

a pale hand reaches to touch my face

to pour on me it's soothing grace.

      

pushes back my hair and pats my cheek

and fills my mouth with something sweet

I swallow hard and wipe my eyes

then look in stunned and sad surprise

to see the rain man dancing still

as the cold rain falls and melts my will.

     

the desert of my soul has drowned

my cries imprisoned in a well of sound

the rain man stops his dance of death

as thunder roars and grabs my breath

and down we go on paths of pain

to eternal desert and no more rain.

  

the iron gate shuts and the lights grow dim
on my voiceless prayer and my wordless hymn

I fall in the nightmare where the lost ones reside

and the rain man dances on the dark divide.

               

         

scary soundtrack for poem

this music adds so very much to the read.....

©by Voo

Jan 21, 05 4:42 p.m.

based on a nightmare