English rain
By littleditty
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where wide brimmed sunhats
double up for a performance of rain,
leaning smooth ledges of rock
for water to fall; tumble and stream - not in sheets,
droplets, nor cats and dogs:
uncountable reams vanish relentlessly wet
into a complete absence of baked goods,
into a steam-fresh sauna of rainbow and sweat.
Here, we do not surrender, parched,
cracked skin, desperate for soothing.
Here we do not exhale in awe.
We are the hunched resistance,
each sense locked on drizzle’s drivel,
the wrong stoic shoes, shuffling the puddles,
heading somewhere, shivering.
Here, we do not surrender, arms open wide,
bathing in gratitude, sighing – we grumble,
soak up each driving droplet,
count each miserly strike against uncovered skin,
mumble silently, penning the ledger of losses and wins.
Here, we are the abacus of recrimination.
The reckoning, head bent on recording highs and lows in the density of mist.
Steadfastly onward, when grey could be as soft as a shawl,
soft as blaming a tarmac sky for missing bows of rain.
Here, we do not surrender. We may unpeel layers later,
hang them all on the back of a tall chair in a noisy room
and order from the bar; or, on the back of a bathroom door,
when water pouring a steam-fresh sauna of rainbows
wrinkles the skin, and warms the bones with its breath.
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Well, this is brilliant. I
Well, this is brilliant. I love it. I will have to come back more times to read again, but it is magically wonderful and conjured up our rain and our feelings about it beautifully.
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so many lovely lines! Like
so many lovely lines! Like
"grey could be as soft as a shawl"
"warms the bones with its breath"
"bathing in gratitude"
and raindrops like beads in an abacus. It's all wonderful
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So true, littleditty. Having
So true, littleditty. Having recently returned from a place where rain is welcomed (between May and November, at least), I found myself looking forward to this wet couple of days to water the grass seed and give the plants a lift. Your poem picks that up in a bright and airy way, fun and really enjoyable to read. Thanks for making me think about that. Great pick of the day.
Parson Thru
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I too found your poem
I too found your poem wonderfully evocotive of the weather we had on Tuesday. I actually love the rain which was why I was drawn to your great poem.
Jenny.
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Hi there Littleditty,
Hi there Littleditty,
no I'm not teaching dance aerobics anymore. I retired from that many years ago, wouldn't attempt all that kind of excercise anymore, especially with a new hip replacement.
No, thankfully I'm a pensioner and enjoying every part of being retired.
Jenny.
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catching up - this is so
catching up - this is so lovely littleditty - like you, grasping at straws, I enjoy the rain from inside and am thankful that it means no watering of plants that day. Congratulations on your golden cherries - very much deserved!
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This is our Poem of the Month
This is our Poem of the Month - Congratulations!
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Liked the sensory elements to
Liked the sensory elements to this, tight and lovely word combinations. Agree with the beautiful phrases Di has picked out above, loads to appreciate here, wonderful work
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