My favorite rain moment

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It is raining here today, an all day steady, sometimes torrential rain that makes my hair curl and my bangs stick out like horns of the devil.  For this moment, after a long day, I sit and recall a moment that I return to often when it rains, wishing for just that kind of moment again.

I think of one particular rainy spring day. I just happened to be walking determinedly across a local college campus when I suddenly became aware in a single moment of how simply lovely this rain was. . . gentle and steady.   As my feet slowed avoiding puddles on pavement, the balm of the rain and crispness of the sweet pink apple blossoms balanced just right to create the perfect scent of spring, fresh, clean, even pristine.  At one point I simply stopped. . . to smell the raindrops.

So to honor poetry month I have created a poem to capture this moment. :)

I puddle hop with purpose along pavement,
while trees hold bouquets of blossoms
delicate drops clean crisp air
satiate my senses, slow
I stop, smell, the raindrops
tiny reflective globes on satiny sweet petals


Carol Varsalona said...

I decided to read your post since it mentioned poetry and I have been celebrating National Poetry Month in style with an invitation to combine digital photography with poetic expressions. I found your entry particularly interesting since we wrote about the same topic rain. It is always refreshing to find different perspectives about the same topic. If you would like to see my take on the subject go to https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4587706174618725555#editor/target=post;postID=9188058233312074177;onPublishedMenu=posts;onClosedMenu=posts;postNum=1;src=postname Scroll on my blog to find the invitation for the lit event I am hosting to see if you would like to submit your poem with a pic. http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2014/03/reflect-with-me-bringing-together_30.html Thanks for sharing this lovely post.

Terje said...

Some moments make us wish to stop time. Spring rain, pink apple blossoms and smelling the raindrops - I like how a poem grew out of this memory.

Heather Von St. James said...


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