Landing like bullets
on my hat, keeping me from floating;
seeps into my inner self,
seeing but not believing
It finds a spot on my skin
and moistens inner layers,
it chills my thoughts,
soaks my stanzas
I like the rain,
it makes me feel washed and anew,
refreshing and depleting,
the rain cleanses my soul
© Gina McKnight 2011
4 comments:
Delightful poem and enchanting photo. Found your blog via OBN and now following.
nicely written.. :) keep posting.. will follow you
I love this poem! perfect coz it's been raining in our place lately...
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I truly love the poem ... I also love the rain ... keep posting.. best regards!.. :-)
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