I feel the rain
drumming in my heart
a staccato beat
steady & sure
replenishing
plants, animals, people
with thirsty openness
we sing to the rain
rain! rain! rain!
the rivers & lakes & oceans join in the chorus
fill us with your life
of celestial joy
falling, falling, falling
from the sky to our eager
outstretched hands
renewed
we dance in the puddles
without even worrying
about wet socks.
I can only echo the other comments, Helène. This is great.
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Wed 9th Nov 2022 21:22
Lovely piece Helene. Some people moan about the rain-I say well which other way would we have of making beer? 😋
Spooky that you should have used rain as the basis for your poem Helene, because my forthcoming poem also has a theme of liquidity to it but with just a touch of added salt-😄
catch you later-chuck ( English slang for buddy )
Rose 💋
I am happy to report that I (a Californian of French-Canadian descent; my father from Québec gave all his kids names with accent marks!) am learning British slang from WOL. Eg "snap" (=2 things the same) used by Tom in a comment, & "bung" (=toss) used by Rose in a poem. Google provides me the definition of these words I have never heard before. My old brain is happy to be learning. So keep on writing UK folks!
How fun is that! Looking forward to reading your Rain poem should you post it. We live in California where we really really need rain.
I love this one Hélène. I read this half an hour after putting the final full stop to a poem about rain of my own. And... not worrying about wet socks was exactly the point I was trying to make too. So, snap 😃
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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Fri 11th Nov 2022 18:04
we dance in the puddles
without even worrying
about wet socks.
That'll be the toddlers out in the park!
A UK bung also = a bribe.