I.
one that deserts heaven
to leap to a prayer-tipped, face
and mixes with tears, like watercolor
brush to wet canvas
that kind of Rain
II.
one that slides slowly to a new slant
in order to give a newly budded blossom
its first kiss
that kind of Rain
III.
little bit that fills a rain gauge
after a long dry spell
and that one last drip
runs over the quivering lip
that kind of rain
IV.
let me heave in heaven-spiral,
blue on blue, to colors’ cup
it sips to nourish new ways of being wet
but never down
that kind of rain
a high sung carol
dropping note by note
Author notes
Picture taken at Hopewell Rocks - Canadian Poetry Association, Chocolate River Festival, New Brunswick. 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- Names by xxRainbowDawnxx.
300 points, ended June 20, 2008, 25 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love the way it looks like you have wings, it's so cool
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Anyway, I think this write is beautiful. I especially like the first 6/7 lines in the first part, they are so beautiful and ebb a little like the river, which is good when describing rain.
Beautifully done x -
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ty so much for the silver and the comments. I needed to edit a bit and am glad to remember that I needed to. *smile*
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