Listening to the whispers...
To the wind in the air.
The softness flows as it tumbles down.
to hear the pattering
the rumbles,
the roars.
To know that i am safe
within the confinds of my home.
But to have the urge to go out and dance.
To be as one with the cryings of the sky.
To know that i could be walking in the rain.
Author notes
option 6-walking in the rain.
A contest entry
- A Contest by luna-midnight.
700 points, ended October 19, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
whispering in your ear
Comments
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A pleasant evocation of the crying of the wind and rain. A typo - think it should be tumbles or trembles but not tembles.
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Nothing better than walking in the rain I say. You have given life to these feelings.
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this is a really nice poem, giving voice to urges we all havesometimes, even those of us who dont like the rain. Good luck in the contest.
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I like this poem, too.
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ooohhh, i really like this, you can walk in the rain with me
i love it. thanks for entering and good luck
Stephanie ♥
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