Relax close your eyes feel the breeze,
The gale whipping around tall trees.
My mind was pondering another world,
As gray clouds waltzed, rolled, swirled.
All I hear is moisture wet sound,
Gaudy drops splashing to the ground.
Covering our countryside for many miles,
This ardent storm upon us smiles.
Mother earths’ elements surely sing,
Observing me sitting in the swing.
Taking a breath long and fresh,
Nature was now at her very best.
It’s the creator’ way to clean the sky,
Where eagles soar, and birdies fly…
Awaiting my lover while it rains,
Erotic thoughts can't be contained!
Author notes
This is about nature, and a true account of my sitting on my porch watching the storm's many times, because I love the rain and nature....
Written July 29th, 2006
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Loved It!!
Beautiful descriptions and love how you show us through your words as if we are right there next to you!!
A Wonderful feeling!!
Now I just want to go outside and inhale Nature..
Taking in the breeze too!!
Thank you for visiting my page and for the sweet comment!
Best wishes to You in the contest!
Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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this beautiful piece is like an elixir, a concoction of all things new and fresh.. i was quite caught up in it ..so earthy so full of substance and beauty ...hmmm ..amazing!!
love
jamila -
A LOVELY WRITE!!!
This is an awesome piece of free verse that speaks emphatically of the stormy weather and natures path in unveiling of the storm.Good use of descriptive imageries makes this poem unique and inspiring for the reader toappreciate as a work of art. -
You have caught my heart on this write..rain...thunder storms...they fill me so much!
Awesome Write!!!
debbie
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Mom this is just beautiful in every way, you speak of nature in such exquisite tones Love you always your Daughter Josie
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dearest ennovy,
your beautiful poem resonates very much with my heart, as I can recognize in it a childlike joy and innocence, an enthousiasm about life, nature and the beauty of being ...
I almost hear the spirit of your poem sing, dance, whistle and jump like a little girl who jumps up and down telling about a delightful adventure to her mum ...
I love joyful and light-hearted poems like this.
thank you for such a rejoicing homage to the rain-dance.
dance on, my friend, dance on ...
marion
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