Hither, thither, run I in the pouring rain Pitter, patter, raindrops on me falling Whither I sway, raintangled winds carry Slither I, barefoot on little rivulets flowing. Drenched, loving the rain on my skin Quenched, the thirst of parched earth Branched trees, kissing the cloud laden sky Trenched fields, ready for sowing, a fresh birth. #Lento form
I really like this… DRBII
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Thank you , Douglas.
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I wish the rain falling right now in England was the rain you speak about. After days and days of heatwaves a massive thunder and lighting storm just happened. My camera was up in my office, sadly. Beautiful poem, your Ladyship.
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Thank you , Lord Zoolon.
I can quite imagine the thunder and lightening. It’s fascinating. I hope you are ready the next time it decides to thunder.
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I was out watching the storm unfold and there was a photographic opportunity I missed when two clouds met as if to kiss. They were just heads, but had noses, lips, forehead, hair etc. – perfectly formed faces. It was a male black cloud and a female white cloud by the look of them. In seconds they became one dark grey union. Then the lightening. Honestly, the best bit of nature I’ve ever seen and I missed the shot it happened so quickly. I love clouds. ~ George
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I see a haibun in this comment of yours. You are so descriptive I could almost see them as I read lol seriously , Lord George , your vivid imagination should let you paint. How about a canvas when you don’t have the camera ??
I kinda of like to look the lightening right in the eye. It’s brilliant electricity. And when the clouds rumble , I wait for the light. It’s all so amazing. Fantastic display in the sky. Beats everything 😊
Be prepared next time , expecting some awesome pics on twitter.
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If only I could paint, Lady Yasmin. Apart from being useless, I’m colourblind, so anything I might ever paint would look wrong. I’m afraid it’s a camera only for me.
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Personally , I feel the best pictures are the ones in black and white. Art is not about color , my dear Lord Zoolon. I think you have art in your mind and soul , that’s the reason you are an awesome musician and lyricist. And don’t ever call yourself useless omg how mean can you be to yourself. And why on earth would it look wrong to paint in whatever color you want to. It’s all in your head 😊 I wish you would think otherwise , please.
Pardon moi, hope this doesn’t sound like a lecture.
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It doesn’t sound like a lecture at all. No worries. I’ve recently started a construction – on my homepage – a place to market limited edition photographs and coming soon the same with artists working in oils and acrylics – I have a few artists agree to work with me already. I should be able to launch it in the next couple of moths. Fingers-crossed!
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This sounds good. All this comes naturally to you , you think art , it’s your vision.
This is the best piece of news I heard in a long time. It will be good. I know it already.
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Thanks, Lady Yasmin. I’ve got to the stage of working all hours so it’s good I do things I enjoy at the same time. I think I’d go mad – madder – if I was doing anything else.
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You are welcome , Lord Zoolon. I envy you lol.
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I read that last line as “snowing” not sowing, and I said noooo! The long winter is still affecting my brain. Nice poem btw.
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Stay warm, Jim. Thank you for appreciating my work.
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❤️❤️
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💖💖
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Your verses rain beauty in my soul, Marvelous poem my dearest Y! 🌷🌺🌸
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Thank you , G. 🌺💖
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🌷💐
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🤗🤗🌺
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Interesting..sounds like I can hear the rain already falling😀
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Thank you 😊
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You are welcome 😊
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😊🤗
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Beautiful!
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As a fellow dancer in the rain, I LOVE this poem!
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Sounds so much fun , thank you.
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I felt your word like blissful fall of rain!! 🙂
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Thank you.
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I really really loved this 🙂
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Thank you , Soundarya.
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Gave up composing (after reading your brilliant description and shared) a rain poem following last nights down pour we have not had rain here for what seems like an eternity animal and human are suffering with the drought. Sunshine again today is again blistering the tar mac. A cloud poem of sorts for yourself and Zoolon? – See them scut across the sky, They have no wings but still they fly, They look like little balls of fluff, We call them clouds that fluffy stuff.
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Thank you , Chris. I love your work and I am happy and delighted with your appreciation. What better reward for slaving over this verse !!
It’s sunny right now even though I can’t see the sun for clouds !!
Hope you get the rains !! Till then , adios.
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I can feel your pleasure and joy at the rain, Yassy. I feel the same way when we get much needed rain.
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Thankx , Robbie. It’s good when it rains.
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The joy of summer rain.
Nicely caught.
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Thanks , Simon.
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LOVE!!
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🤗🤗🤗
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This is cute !💜
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Thank you 💖
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Love this! So much joy and laughter felt with you in this 🙂 🌻🌳🌾🌼💐💮
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Thank you. When you say it like that , it sounds more fun. 🌧⛈🌤🌈😊😃
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Indeed. Way fun!!! 🙂
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😊🙂
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Takes me to times…to rains I have loved and sometimes made love in and mostly from five or six through sixteen and seventy mudpuddle-splashing and thrilling in the high cold-rain briskness and the slower and lower warm showers…Thanks, Yassy. Your memory-machine earned its pay today!
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Nostalgic memorabilia dug up from the far reaches of Richie’s memory. Thank you 😊
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Thank you.
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Your poems swirl in a endless world of colors, re-emergining everytime from the depth with the rich hues of a STRONG imagery. There’s something I hope to imbibe.
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Your comments are very poetic. It makes for some good poetry.
I am sure you excel at writing. I haven’t checked your blog yet.
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That’s pretty encouraging. Thankyou ❤
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Yeah I felt that flow , Sahana. 💖
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Hey, this is so very fresh, just like an outpouring of rain!
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Yeah. We need this. Words matter sometimes.
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#raintangled
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Thank you 😊
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Evoking great imagery and sensations again – thanks for sharing! 🙂
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Thank you , T. 😊🌺
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Really good: “Branched trees, kissing the cloud laden sky”.
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My fav poem. Thank you 😊
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Awesome to know. It’s very well done!
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