Poetry

Rainstorm Romance, a poem by Mark Tulin

It was a rainstorm infatuation.

The clouds romantically dimmed the skies.

She looked perfect under the veiled night,

deep brown skin, hair dripping of rainwater,

eyes as big as saucers.

A rainstorm of happenstance

that we’ll never regret,

even when we’re happily married

to someone else.

 

Originally published at The Poetry Bar.

Author, poet, short story writer from Santa Barbara, California. I write about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching present in California. These are narratives that may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

15 comments on “Rainstorm Romance, a poem by Mark Tulin

  1. Nice! “A rainstorm of happenstance” that’s an excellent coinage.

  2. I sooo Loved this, Mark!! Especially the ending lines – “A rainstorm of happenstance

    that we’ll never regret,

    even when we’re happily married

    to someone else.” Bellissimo, My Friend!!!

  3. May I post this on a poetry site of mine? Full credit given of course. 😉

  4. Simple and lyrical. I like it, Mark!

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