On the right
People rushing
Under the dark sky
Umbrellas dying
At the feet of kids
Jumping with their wellies
In large puddles
On the sloppy ground
On the left
Nature opening
Its heart
To welcome the day
Flowers blooming with grace
Green fields blazing
Under the enchanting drops
Coming from the cloudy sky
In the middle of the crowd
Crazy people
Cursing the dark clouds
Looking at the watery bubbles
Crashing down
Like nuclear weapons
Bombing their lives
What a funny scene
On a gloomy day!
Credit Image – Maboulunette Tumblr
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My middle nephew can be soaking wet due to the rain, he just replies: it’s only water…..!!
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Rain: Some love it, some hate it. It’s a necessity for new growth. Love your poem and how you presented it from right to left and then the middle. 🙂
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I love the left part of this poem Marie…it inspires, it evokes beautiful images…reality is so monotonous but rain breaks it, only if the ‘crazy people’ stand and look at the clouds. Yet I am guilty of cursing the rain when rushing to work…life is so paradoxical! 🙂
Wonderfully presented!
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lovely, Marie.
Thank you for my most beautiful card. Your words are a dream. xxxx
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And yours are with me EVERY DAY Kim. You are an angel!
xoxo
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