Rain came I heard her whisper around my home She gently tapped on the windowpane Clad in transparent silvery veils She wore her nudity with poise She beckoned I answered I went outside Clothed in nothing (I am not an aficionado of needless attire) I let her have her way She massaged my naked skin With gentle liquid touch She reawakened all of my senses When she was done She let the sun Dry me I am delighted Rain came
WHAT FANTASTIC WORK...SO UNIQUE. AND YES...RAIN IS THERAPUETIC... NAKED...OR...NOT(SMILE). THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Beautiful personification of rain! It made me think of the rainstorms in Haiti...not soft and gentle as you describe here, but pouring in buckets. I love to stand in the rain there and have it wash over me, drenching me to the skin in minutes--as if it were trying to cleanse the dirt and grime from the country. But...I have gotten away from your poem. Beautiful...
Only when we are humble can we commune with nature this way and come away changed. To some it's just fun. You clearly let it touch you with its intimate wisdom. A sensual feel here. Love the description "Clad in transparent silvery veils". Fantastique!
Sheila:)
Oh I Love The Feel Of Rain upon my skin too
I am feeling inspired into a new direction from reading this one. Your words are motivational-did you know that? You are blessed to reach all the way over here from Canada! :)
May Your Heart Always Be Embraced with Love & Laughter so that you will continue to know the Purity of Joy!
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Vickie
Intimate Knowing and relationship of a pure soul,seeing it in the light of sensues expression, your pen was struck by lightening or divine intervention, absolutely absorbing, and delightful my friend.
Thanks Reg! you are a master at your craft! Jasmin Horst
Reviewed by Jacqueline Marshall (Reader)
Reviewed on June 9, 2007
I love this one. I'll never think of being stuck out in the rain the same way again!
Ah Reg !...:) ....a man after my own heart ! ...I am blessed with my home nestled deep in nature...no neighbors to see or be seen...When Mother brings me thunderstorms...I go naked out on the deck with a bar of soap and enjoy Her massage and cleansing ! ...wonderful write ! ...erin
Reviewed by Katey Peskett (Reader)
Reviewed on April 29, 2007
Nice, very calming, great personification, I think rain must live somewhere in London she frequents so much :-)
Very sensual, Reg. I was most curious about your work since you visited and commented on my "stuff". This is very nice. Enjoyed it immensely. So you're from Canada? I think that is a beautiful country. Thanks for contacting me. Take care, Penni
The picture and the poem go together like two sensuous lovers. Your descriptions causes one to feel the splendor of sensation under the freedom of the skies and the cool, clean downpour from lady nature. Nicely done.
An enchanting encounter with our natural shower.
This reminded me of a particular wet morning on a farm circa 1971. Sheep had escaped from a field and we had to go round them up. The farmer and his son donned oil - skins but there was none for me. When I pointed this out the farmer replied, 'Yer skin's waterproof is it not?' Obviously his and his son's wasn't.
mercy me, my friend...this is great! You have packed a great deal of sensuality into this...almost to the point of eroticism, but it is so subtle, so soft...extraordinary piece here.
I love to be drenched in the rain It really does rejuvenate great poem, Thanks Pierre.
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on April 16, 2007
When I was young I could not wait for the rainy days to come; for thunder and lightening. I felt at peace. I would walk in the pouring rain and love every second of it. And dreaded the sun.
Thank you for the memories, love holly
I am delighted!
I love this poem!
Great offering of your Heart! Reg...
Rain to me is a healing and cleansing!
I love this pict.
It speaks of the Goddess!
WArmly, WArrior PURPLE Lady Sheeeoox
Reviewed by Jane Wallace (Reader)
Reviewed on April 16, 2007
Reg,
As usual a piece with deep meaning. Very well done.
Love, love, l o v e it !! Walking in warm rain, like hiking in the woods, or breathing in the air while gazing at mountains from a high overlook, is great medicine. Saved me on more than one occasion. (By coincidence, I am drafting two poems about rain [can't imagine how many rain has inspired]. Neither are anything like as erotic as
this,nor do they have the sly touch of humor {as with your
cunning aficianado line}. More! MORE-!! ///\\\/////Sis'ah Pea //\\\///\\\ <3
This poem was sensational in her reawakening all his senses. The sun drying him for the rain to come and touch his soul. A beautiful piece of poetry here Regis. The artwork chosen was fabulous.
Regis, there are so many nice images in this poem...I liked it a lot! I use to walk in the rain to cool me down...before air-conditioning...it was a real treat! Beautiful memories in this piece to capture and enjoy.
Ooooo Reg fellow rain lover you should have gave this old gal a call! ;0) This is for me (fellow rain lover) a very breathless, beautiful piece! Your emotion and imagery excellent, and metaphor too! I am glad to be back and able to read your work again!
I love soft WARM rain. However the stuff that falls this time of year where YOU live sounds like the sort of rain I'd prefer looking at through a window pane! This is a lovely, sensuous piece. Blessings, Michelle
... boy oh boy...so are we!! :)) I'm glad others are as passionate in their dalliance with the elements as I am... This sounds like one hot date! Bless you, Darlin... Your tone and expression are as gentle and tender as ever. TY Kate xx
Although I understand the context and sentiment here dear Regis, I can't help but see this also as a metaphor for open, loving, and honest folk, who desire to communicate and fellowship honorably with one another ...
Like the rain does when it nourishes the earth. Splendid write dear north of the border friend!
Reg, when I am informed that you have posted something new, I look forward with great anticipation, to it's unveiling. This posting is no exception to that rule. BRAVO!
Thanks
Dan
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
There are holes in the sky.
Where the rain gets in.
But they're ever so small.
That's why the rain is thin.
What a wonderful write of cleansing, renewal, and awakening...a perfect write for spring....enjoyed this much, and guess what? It's pouring here...could be painful if one tried that this morning! Enjoyed the write Regis, always a pleasure to read your work!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
what talent! love that aficionado of needless (the n of nado and n of needless). it's practically perfect. i would say for the last line--She came rather than Rain came, but that's just me.
Reviewed by Monette Bebow-Reinhard (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
Wow - I mean, what more can I say? Get thee to a poetry reading!
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
Well done, Reg, now all some of us need is to live in a place where we could do this. I guess night time here in the country I could get away with that but I probably not brave waiting for the sun shine drying. Food for thought. Lady J
This is just fitting this morning, Reg. It is pouring here and the sound of the rain is therapeutic. I love the imagery in here of the rain cleansing our souls and renewing our muse. I love waking up to your sweet words.
Reg, this is terrific. I love the personification of the rain in sensory female form and your response to her nature. Perfectly captured thoughts, my friend.
Love,
Taylor
Reviewed by Amy Sellers (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
Reg... I'm blushing! LOVE the picture... great peom, WOW what a great talent you have! Blessings, Amy S
An outstanding write Regis
We had rain too, but she entered like a tigeress
With bolts of lightning and audio bass of rolling thunder
leaving the birds behind to enjoy their pickings of choice prey.
Peace be with you
William
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
Beautiful indeed,I love the rain ,oh yes..stay well and safe...Hugssssssss
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
We've had a lot of rain here lately,
I guess the rain was naked...
utstanding poem Regis
Regis, you are so right: rain can be very therapeutic, particularly if it is an easy, gentle rain. (Here in Texas, we don't get that very often. It doesn't help when storms spin out tornadoes or other nasties! This is what usually happens here, very frightening--and NO BASEMENTS or SHELTER!! CRAZY!!!) Very well done, mon ami! C'set magnifique!
(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami, Karen Lynn de la Texas. :D
Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)
Reviewed on April 15, 2007
Je vois ta coeur francais maintenant Reg! Ces mots renfermaient la joie de vivre! Vivant!.. et bravo! Amour et paix toujours. Panda :)x
That's a sensual shower man can't but anywhere, before I though that going under the rain without an unbrella was paramount of getting wet.
From now on I will looking at the rain like a playful lover.
Thanks, a lot of thanks!!!!
Georg
Reading the poem, I felt nostalgic of my joyful childhood days bathing in the rain. Thank you for evoking these good feelings Reg. Blessings and Peace my friend.
Wow very sensual massaged
And Very therapeutic with
That gentle liquid rain drops!
I love to dance in the rain
Its very relaxing!!
If you want rain all you have to do
Is washed your car I guarantee you it will rain
Love And Peace to you Always...Morning Star
"She reawakened all of my senses..." I have to try this...cool experiment and another reason to GET NAKED!
Oh this arouses my senses too~
Love it!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Wow! I shall never look at rain the same. You gave us a new way of looking at something we dash from or hide under an umbrella. Thanks you have a way with words. Love the artwork...
Sensual beads moist and cleansing, Regis...you wear them well on your naked skin, like carnuba beads up rain on a freshly waxed car and the sun dissipates. This poem really soaks in...be well...
Sage
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on April 14, 2007
Did I ever mention what a vivid immagination I have, Regis.
Nekked...I saw you communing with nature...nekked.
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Cryssa
Only when we are humble can we commune with nature this way and come away changed. To some it's just fun. You clearly let it touch you with its intimate wisdom. A sensual feel here. Love the description "Clad in transparent silvery veils". Fantastique!
Sheila:)
I am feeling inspired into a new direction from reading this one. Your words are motivational-did you know that? You are blessed to reach all the way over here from Canada! :)
May Your Heart Always Be Embraced with Love & Laughter so that you will continue to know the Purity of Joy!
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Vickie
Thanks Reg! you are a master at your craft! Jasmin Horst
Love and Peace, B&R
Beautiful poem, Regis. Truly elegant, unlike my initial comment. ~~Nordette
makes me wish i was a drop of rain :)
thanks for sahring, great poet
love and peace
What a free and beauteous write - I could taste the raindrops on my lips!
Love&Hugs, Rhonda
Love includes. Love never excludes.
Love,
M.C.
Brett
This reminded me of a particular wet morning on a farm circa 1971. Sheep had escaped from a field and we had to go round them up. The farmer and his son donned oil - skins but there was none for me. When I pointed this out the farmer replied, 'Yer skin's waterproof is it not?' Obviously his and his son's wasn't.
Regards
Dai
Steve
Peace,
Joselyn
cynth'ya
Gina
great work my friend....
Art Sun...
Myrna
Hugs, Laura
Peace,
Bill
Thank you for the memories, love holly
Pamela
Love,
CJ
Water was, is and always will be a cleansing element. That's why it's used for baptism.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
I love this poem!
Great offering of your Heart! Reg...
Rain to me is a healing and cleansing!
I love this pict.
It speaks of the Goddess!
WArmly, WArrior PURPLE Lady Sheeeoox
As usual a piece with deep meaning. Very well done.
Jane
Be safe,
Karen
this,nor do they have the sly touch of humor {as with your
cunning aficianado line}. More! MORE-!! ///\\\/////Sis'ah Pea //\\\///\\\ <3
Best regards,
Leland
~Nikki~
Ahhh just the way I like it, loved the imagery and metaphor!
Clap, clap...awesome and thought provoking,
~Gwendolyn
Although I understand the context and sentiment here dear Regis, I can't help but see this also as a metaphor for open, loving, and honest folk, who desire to communicate and fellowship honorably with one another ...
Like the rain does when it nourishes the earth. Splendid write dear north of the border friend!
Light and Wisdom ...
Great poem, Reg!
Thanks
Dan
Where the rain gets in.
But they're ever so small.
That's why the rain is thin.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
one might say.... Rain's rein reigned... eh, wot? Tom.
Nice muse man ... :)
Jean
~hugs~
Karen
Love,
Taylor
ann
We had rain too, but she entered like a tigeress
With bolts of lightning and audio bass of rolling thunder
leaving the birds behind to enjoy their pickings of choice prey.
Peace be with you
William
I guess the rain was naked...
utstanding poem Regis
(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami, Karen Lynn de la Texas. :D
From now on I will looking at the rain like a playful lover.
Thanks, a lot of thanks!!!!
Georg
Sincerely,
Regino
Bom Bhole!
Roshan
(I've saved the image to wallpaper.) Thank you for this treasure.
Love, Suzie :-D
Oh I just LOVE the complete imagery of this beauty.....bzzzzzzzzzzz!!
Love TinkaSweetZZZZZZ :)
Love,
Eileen
And Very therapeutic with
That gentle liquid rain drops!
I love to dance in the rain
Its very relaxing!!
If you want rain all you have to do
Is washed your car I guarantee you it will rain
Love And Peace to you Always...Morning Star
Oh this arouses my senses too~
Love it!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Pier
Sage
Nekked...I saw you communing with nature...nekked.
Smooch...
Elizabeth
I am honored to be the first to read/review this beautiful poem;
a StormSpinner kind of write. :) Wish I'd written it--well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.