Walterrean Salley (Savannah, Ga)

The natural rhythm of the rain is so cooling as your poem! Simple and musical! !

A tune of winter in precipitation the seasons ring in conversation, each a character demanding appreciation, play no favourites as they rotate through station, each a seed in our imagination. I loved this poem, great effort. I love when we try to capture sounds in words and in turn their tune and lyrics, nicely done. I tried to catch a clock ticking in my poem I could not sleep, which was fun to contplate.

You have indeed captured the sad tune of raindrops on a grey wintry day... well done.

Sun is always there only our eyes fails to see.

Winter moods and rain have a definite connection.
And you are in tune with the weather. Grey is
a favorite poetry color of mine. Ten for you.

Warm regards,

Sandra

Very nice...lovely picture, well rendered portrait of a moment in time defining a universal experience. Through your poem my minds eye sees your day, written with enough space to fill in the details of days I've known. Well done.

Very simple poem with an interesting title which finally turned into the title of either a song or a movie.Kindly read this poem of mine: RAIN RAIN TAP ON MY ROOF and give your comment