Time when feelings drip in drains and there’s no light
Pillage the darkness catch a teaming starry night
Walk up the hill above the town ,look down and breathe
Listen for a birdcall , fox or hooting car and pull the star
That holds your dreaming heart
When raindrops peal down the panes ,the strains of life
Tug you to distraction where is his face in action?
Far away in deserts dry, where stars shine brighter still
And comrades bleed when deed is dread ,beat drum, beat
heart, beat home to loves attraction
imaging a far away loved one in danger
‘Time when feelings drip in drains’ – what a wonderful description.
Hi Philomena, welcome to the new site. I liked especially the rain ‘pealing’ on the glass, and how it is when feelings ‘drip in drains’.