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At the sound of distant thunder
The birds get frantic
To return home...to safety
The wind picks up speed
Gloom around
Blowing up dust, litter and some leaves
People are scurrying too
Everybody likes rain
Yet, at the first drops
Everyone scrambles for shelter
Many thoughts running with them
Late for work,
Late for appointment
Late for school
Just late....
Worrying about their hair,
Their dress,
Their make-up and shoes
Everyone likes rain
I open the window
Breathe in the wet air
The smell of the wet mud
I put my face out
Let the spray wake me
Sitting on the window sill,
My legs dangling...
Cleansing,
Soothing and calming
I let it pour on me!
For - dVerse ~ OpenLinkNight
I love the rain, too, and loved your images here of it "cleansing, soothing and calming". Yes! Rain down on us, Lord!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Janu!
I also love rain, enjoy walking in it, sleeping as it's falling. Your Jam poem is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen.
DeleteLovely.... as expected :)
ReplyDeletenice..i like rain as well...esp. warm summer rain and being barefoot outside..
ReplyDeletesmiles...thanks Claudia.
Deleteamen...i am the same way...i love rain...and its smell...and just appreciating the cool down...and not running here and there...
ReplyDeleteI just love rain...i cn spend hours getting drenched...beauty s beyond words n f its rainin in banglore then send some here coz delhi is sulkin in heat :(
ReplyDeleteMani
Am trying to push the clouds with all my might...:)
DeleteLovely contrast of rain as inconvenience and cleansing delight.
ReplyDeleteThank you Victoria.
DeleteI love the rain too, good thing since where I live is one of the most rainy areas of the states...lol I loved this it was perfect.
ReplyDeleteplus is is so wonderful for my garden!!!!
ReplyDeletea lovely poem.
I am your newest follower..pls follow back if you can.
we need rain here!
Thanks...following you back.
DeleteSuch vivid imagery! I could feel the rain hitting my face. These days I am lusting for it to rain, as we still haven't had any decent rains so far :(.
ReplyDeleteI have beautiful memories of Mumbai rains that could drench you within a minute even before you could open your umbrella :).
DeleteThanks for sharing Rachna.
DeleteMy lovely Janu,
ReplyDeleteWell, well well, I do like the rain but not to get wet in it. (smile). It's an important part of life, for the earth needs only the rain and sun to produce food and flowers of beauty. Most important, I have come to the conclusion that I will only get wet in the rain when you dance with me...as promised (laughing). Thanks for sharing your talent with us my dear.
Andy,
DeleteEk rain dance toh banta hai...LOL
Thanks.
Lovely...more because it is about rain...you captured all the feelings connected with rain....lovely...
ReplyDeleteಹೊಸ ಹುಟ್ಟಿಗೆ ಹೊಸ ಬದುಕಿಗೆ ಮಳೆಯ ಸಿಂಚನ.. ಸುಂದರ ಕವನ :)
ReplyDeleteDhanyawadagalu Anitha.
DeleteRains are liked by most/all except slum dweller ..the way the words are arrayed are commendable
ReplyDeleteThanks PP
Deleteyou set the mood right from the title! wonderful take on the prompt! i live in the desert so we especially treasure when it rains!
ReplyDeletethank you for participating at Poetry Jam!
♥
dani
Thanks Dani.
DeleteRain can be both sweet and troublesome - I know what you mean... But here at Gurgaon everyone is waiting to see the first signs of it. I know I will do just as you did when it finally decides to visit us : ) Loved the visit to your blog as usual.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kriti...we got some much needed downpour...you will get yours too.
DeleteThanks Loredana.
ReplyDeleteI love rain too, and used to go for walks in the rain. Miss it here, miss Mumbai and Kochi :(
ReplyDeleteI love the rain! I love the smell of it, especially when it is on its way but not quite here yet. Wonderful poem today ☺
ReplyDeleteI like the rain too but not too much ~ Enjoyed your words ~
ReplyDeleteVisiting from Poetry Jam! We are in a drought right now, so we could definitely use rain. I would welcome breathing in wet air right now; but would hope to be spared thunder and lightning!
ReplyDeleteYou would love where I live, then - we have had nothing BUT gray skies and rain all spring. I enjoyed all of your images of people scurrying and, especially, the poet sitting on the windowsill letting the rain fall on her face. I found you through Poetry Jam, glad I did!
ReplyDeleteLove this! The refrain the rain
ReplyDeleteI was sitting right there feeling it on my face: -)
I guessed the last line before reading it. Yes! Let it pour down on me.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely journey this poem took me on! ... and yes, maybe I will venture out and stand in the rain the next time it comes! Thank you.
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