When rain falls
and I'm in front of the computer
I listen to the patter,
soft against the windows,
imagining snow
even gentler yet
kissing the glass
and my face pressed against it.
When rain falls
and I'm lying in bed
I turn from the clock
to the pink shades
watching their shadows fall
letting myself slip
into the lullaby
that sings in notes
on the sidewalk and roof.
When rain falls
and I'm sleeping
the wet slips into my dreams
springing fairies into imagination
and water-birds, formed
by the velvet mist in the air.
And then, when the alarm calls out
I'll wake to the staccato
one of the things reality
can only vaguely echo
what, when dreaming
was fairy laughter.
A contest entry
- Line Prompt by crivanea.
300 points, ended October 28, 2008, 14 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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when dreaming
was fairy laughter.
wow..that was one strong ending!!..the ending always draw my eyes..this poem is great..not just because of awesome imagery..but i love how u bring sleep and awakeness into one..great job!
sings in notes
on the sidewalk and roof.
beautiful verse -
Woah. Excellent imagery. I loved the peaceful and relaxing atmosphere this piece created in my head.
Great write
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I really liked this. The peacefulness of the sound of rain falling is wonderful.
I love to sit at a window and just watch it…..there is such beauty in rain, and the sound of it is calming and gentle. Your poem is lovely and captured the tranquillity of those raindrops as they fall.
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Oh this was so cute; it was really peaceful and like a gentle lullaby serenade - so comforting to hear the rain falling lightly on the window! Great job kiddo; g'luck in the contest
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I could hear the rain in this, what a wonderful poem-good luck poet. x peace
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this was really well done,
good luck in the contest
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Beautiful peom and fantastic imagery! I love the part about the lullaby and the last stanza is just perfect.
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