I can relate here. Just got a new umbrella for walking the dogs in the rain. I think I use it more for them than I do for myself. This poem is life in motion. Well done:)
Sheila

LOL!! :)) I know how you love a good Gene Kelly rainstorm, Kartero. But the old "slicker" might provide a whole lot more useful coverage than a breached psychic umbrella when fleeing the assault of those unwanted polka dots of sky (even when they might desire to flood you in order to cleanse and soothe). Think Auguste Cot would approve anyways! xx

As aptly proved, the weather is fickle... Better than drops of Jupiter.

Ron

I illustrated this poem. The funnest part was coloring your hair!

s

Can't live with it, can't live with out it. Good little write. LadyJ

i enjoy smiling at mother nature, she has a way with the weather :)

Sounds as though mother nature is having a little fun with the blue polka dots. I find this this uplifting myself as rain is one of my favorite things.
Good to be back and reading you again Jude.
Susan

A much different write from you Jude but enjoyed nonetheless. Inspiriation can be found in almost anything for one as gifted as you.
"hugs"
Marcia

This is a really cool poem. The only time I know for sure that it will rain is when my favorite baseball team is in the process of a pulling off a major upset and it's the third inning.

Teased eh? Like a day in the life here.
It tickles me what can muse the poets mind.
Enjoyed!
r

Such inspiration from special moments so well-shared via your verses, Jude. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Someone up there is just waiting, and them drop are tears of laughter, when again you got caught, nice one Jude! Jasmin Horst

A terrific experiential write. It happened to me, too.

been there, jude!
yet, waltzing in the rain beats tip-toeing on black ice ;-)
be well,
carolyn

i like this-light it made me smile

Around here, this time of the year, using an umbrella will change you into an instant Mary Poppins! Bye-bye!

Georg

to hell with umbrellas

I decided that long ago; I feel strangely free now, like my dogs.

I guess that is the difference in peoples makeup, Jude, I hardly ever carry my umbrella "in case of rain." Actually, like Amber, I love the weeping of the sky.

So Jude you go to the dollarstore and buy one of those Ponchos that fold up the size of an envelope, no problem, don't you know it is when you aren't prepared it always rains. A great write Jude.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

First, let me say that I love the title of this poem. It seems that it would be a great challenge to have people write a poem with that title and see what it would become. The poem is great, so human and so everyday life. No matter what we prepare for, chances are that life will throw us a curve ball.
Take care,
Sherry

Me, I'll grab a cab but I do know what you are saying Jude.
fee

A Pam Ayers and/or PG Wodehouse moment.

Isn't that always the way?! Jude, I love how you've written this and I like the touches of humor.

Jude, I prefer to walk in the rain, getting lost in it's scent and cleansing ability...I do get wet quite often, but my body and soul just drinks in it. Next time, just let the rain fall and see what it is like to really take a walk in the rain. I love that you ended with a bit of humorous lines, perhaps looking through those holes you can see with new vision and insight. It is with much peace, love, and light that I send to you this evening..Love to read you again. you have been missed.

Amber "V" :)