Watching the leaves as rain spills off of them
hardly noticing the ones that bounce off my cheeks
my shirt slowly penetrates with wetness
as the storm clouds move slowly above
Birds are not chirping
Bees are not buzzing
The earth is soaked through
As the grey sky invades
Standing vigilant and unaware
I remain
Entranced by the drooping leaves
heavy with wetness
Ready for the fall
Sad thoughts overtake my heart
Dampness soaks my bare feet
today the rain brings no joy
Seeing only a wet leaf
That’s about to fall.
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Frog
Oct 20, 2010 @ 08:55:23
I see wet rains on you..
cool rain poem!
Thanks for sharing.
Oct 20, 2010 @ 17:54:38
Wow. I think I’m getting wet over here. Nice job writing down the rain.
Here from Jingle’s Thursday Poetry Rally.
Oct 20, 2010 @ 20:58:31
NOT enjoying the beauty of nature… signs of depression. Yup, It feels that way sometimes… when nature gives no release, just a reminder of the heaviness inside. Well done!
Oct 20, 2010 @ 22:20:33
The words were visual and nicely selected…nice work.
cheers!
Oct 21, 2010 @ 00:44:47
Thanks everyone for your nice words.
Oct 21, 2010 @ 07:12:20
Love the images in this poem!
Oct 21, 2010 @ 13:23:27
rarely do i see a rain poem that is sad ! and this was beyond the beauty of all !! Loved it too much 🙂
Oct 22, 2010 @ 07:03:30
You have beautifully captured the rain which falls on the leaves and all that happened around you at that particular moment..
“Standing vigilant and unaware
I remain”
Shows how you were carried away..
Very beautiful poem.
Oct 22, 2010 @ 07:13:57
rain reminds me of sad memories. Glad that i’m not alone with this thought. love your poem dear. 😉
Oct 22, 2010 @ 18:39:16
i’m one who never really enjoyed the melancholy brought about by the rain. and physically, the rain is not very entertaining when your soaked through and shivering in the metro.
and i like this. the leaf can be anything falling with the weight of the rain.
good job =]
-kyogakura
Oct 23, 2010 @ 00:26:30
I wonder why all women love the rain and standing underneath it..
You said it well
But rain reminds me of happy things. That’s monsoon for me
Oct 23, 2010 @ 05:55:52
I do love to stand in the rain. It’s never a big deal for woman who don’t care about their hair. Go to Texas and those woman would be freaking out. LOL
I usually love the rain too. I love how it washes the earth and changes the smell of everything. But, that day, I wasn’t feeling it. Thanks for you comment.
LoLa
Oct 23, 2010 @ 07:19:54
http://thursdaypoetsrallypoetry.wordpress.com/2010/10/20/agreement-4-thursday-poets-rally-week-31/
please place your entry poem under the link above by commenting, let me know after reading the agreement, basically trying to make things work, stay positive, and …
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click on the link above to read,
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Oct 23, 2010 @ 11:22:40
a gentle write…
Oct 24, 2010 @ 13:17:32
very well written poem…the rain never makes me happy…here from Jingles
http://peachpitproduction.wordpress.com/2010/10/22/7deadlysins/
Oct 24, 2010 @ 15:47:56
I’m glad you enjoyed my rally entry! I liked what you did with this piece, in particular the parallel of the spilling rain in the opening and the falling leaves in the closing. I’ve been focusing on punctuating my pieces lately, and I wonder if you gave much thought to that with this piece. The scheme in the beginning works well: Initial cap for each sentence but no punctuation marks; I’d carry that through to the end.