Yes... soft as a sweet kiss and as delicate as a feather...e-a-s-y rain!
I heard the sound of e_a_s_y
Raindrops as they fell
In liquid kisses... gentle
This tender nature's bell
There's something so extravagant
In simple drops of rain
Erasing stressful tightness
In a world half gone insane
It sets our pace to e-a-s-y
Then comforts TIME just when
The news screams out with ugly
Dismembered frames of pain
Rain is nature's way of a massage
For the times when life gets bold
When some are scared and hungry
Some orphaned and sleep cold
Rain is nature's kind caress
Her kiss to let us know
No matter what's uncomfortable
For the moment let it go!
You write like an easy southern summer afternoon, but never rambling! Good verse for "A Rainy Night in Georgia" or even my Florida. I used to enjoy hearing harder rains too on nights in DeLand, playing my piano or smoking a cigar on the porch, as the rooftop jittered; now I am getting too deaf for the sound of light rain. Rainy season almost over here in the Ocala Forest where i live now. I'll be reading some more soon.
Best, michael guy
Susan,yesterday i was out among the dripping trees in a gentle rain ,your poem captures that quiet walk,with the muted colors of wet leaves,delicate feelin,nice write,
I love walking in the e-a-s-y rain. It is refreshing and the world looks much brighter. Your poem is a gentle reminder of the good things in life, if we but slow down.
Kathy
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 25, 2007
This is so good. You started out by quoting one of my all-time favorite nuts, Roger Miller . . . Great guy who didn't take life all that seriously . . . The contents of this "easy" poem is a message for all mankind if we but look, read and heed . . . Hell of a write . . .
and as I looked down at her...in all her naked beuty, I felt the magic caress of raindrops on bare skin and as I immersed myself in the depths of her passion the rain cleansed the sins of our past...
Not sure where that came from except your beutiful verse triggered that response...lovely poem dear Susan.
hugs
Fee
I welcome the rain and I miss it. It is so soothing just to stand in it and be cleansed of everything, even if just for the moment.
Beautiful!
Love, Pierre
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Ron
Best, michael guy
Love,
ET
Just walking in the rain
Getting soaking wet
Torturing my heart
By trying to forget
Just walking in the rain
So alone and blue
All because my heart
Still remembers you
People come to windows
They always stare at me
Shaking their heads in sorrow
Saying, who can that fool be
Just walking in the rain
Thinking how we met
Knowing things could change
Somehow I can't forget
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Kathy
Not sure where that came from except your beutiful verse triggered that response...lovely poem dear Susan.
hugs
Fee
Poetic Nature writes your descriptions
are the mastery of your pen
Love & Peace be with you
William
Beautiful!
Love, Pierre
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
To me, there's nothing more calming
Makes me sleepy just thinking about it.
Doug