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Gray skies,
hovering,
rain tapping
timpani
on porch roof,
a faint throbbing hum
from the wind chimes.
Parched trees
drinking gratefully,
the last curled golden leaf
wavering
on its gnarled branch.
The horse is sheltering
under the dripping pines
and, if you look
through the mist,
you can see
Wild Woman,
dancing in the rain.
Sherry, I so like the whimsical nature of this poem--the photo is a wonderful complement!
ReplyDeleteAnd may she always !
ReplyDeleteHa! But she should watch out for lightning! Very charming poem, lovely details - I like the timpani having its own line especially. k.
ReplyDeleteDance on Wild Woman!! I love the whimsy in this piece. :)
ReplyDeleteAfter two days of torrential rain, I could have been the girl in the picture. I loved the inclusion of the horse - such a lovely attention to detail.
ReplyDeleteHow nice! To have that feeling of being free even not in the best of weather conditions.Freedom to do your own thing! Nicely Sherry!
ReplyDeleteHank
she's always on my periphery, showing me how it's done.
ReplyDelete... wild woman dancing in the rain ~ just how I imagine you!
ReplyDeleteLovely vision!
ReplyDeleteGood rhythm to dance to as long as all the other elements come out to play too.
Oh, yes! I'll come out and dance with you...er her! :o)
ReplyDeleteThat last stanza is magical!
ReplyDeleteLoved this. Makes rain a fun thing. Your whole page is full of it. Water, water everywhere and couldn't I do just with a drink...
ReplyDeleteDance on, Wild Woman, dance on.
ReplyDeleteLuv, K
MY kinda gal!
ReplyDeleteWhimsical -- which I like muchly.
Why not...dance away ~
ReplyDeleteI'll dance with you ;D
ReplyDeleteYou are fun, love this one~
I love the whimsey in this. I'd come dance with you.
ReplyDeleteindeed, you've never lived until you danced in the rain... i like the idea of a wild dance. ;)
ReplyDeletethis piece is beautiful, sherry!
beautiful, Sherry!
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Love the beautiful progression in this that leads to the wonderful end....we all should dance in the rain. Love this Sherry....by the way I wanted to thank you for your kind comments at my older post about my Mom. I guess it is amazing that we all survive the beginning half of our lives. You certainly have much wisdom and amazing tales to share. :-)
ReplyDeleteSmiling... I bet she would be too :)
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteLovely rhythm of celebration and rejoicing.
ReplyDeleteJust strolling through cyberspace reading poems.
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love this Sherry.... I can see her, yes I can:-) thank you for your continued support of my work, it means a great deal to me.
ReplyDeleteEverything is delightful about this poem... the embracing of what nature delivers to our door. My favorite image, though is:
ReplyDeleterain tapping
timpani
on porch roof,
Love this! The imagery and the fun of it are so wonderful. Feels good all the way through.
ReplyDeleteWhat better thing tod do in the rain but dance! Love this.
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