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Sandra Fowler

(February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Appalachian Rain

For an old friend, my sentiments without apology

I send a song of Appalachian rain,
As soothing as an old tin roof's refrain,
A lullaby to let you dream again.

Like a gray bird upon your windowsill,
With wings spread wide to shelter you from chill,
It warms your winter with my lyrics still.

Friend, weather seems to have an empathy
With that frail essence that is you and me.
The art of music is simplicity.

Copyright, Sandra Fowler

Submitted: Thursday, January 11, 2007
Edited: Thursday, December 23, 2010

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  • John Knight (9/5/2009 10:42:00 AM)

    Hi Sandra - it is so wonderful to read a poem that has Rhythm - Flow - Metre - Rhyme - Form - Passion and excellent English! Some of these elements are necessary for a piece of writing to deserve the sacred appelation POEM - to find them all in one poem is beautiful. I am looking at the Appalachian Trilogy and I would give the same accolade to 'Blue' and 'Gray'. There is only one respectable score - MAX! If we are in empathy with a friend then our response to Weather - Music - Nature - even the 'Refrain on the Old Tin Roof' is symbiotic and two hearts beat as one. For those PH's who have never visted West Virginia or the Appalachians the opening phrase will not evoke the same emotions as those who have. 'I send a song of Appalachian rain'. It really is soothing and a lullaby. The metaphore changes to - Lyrics being like the spread wings of a gray bird. This is a gentle poem - but underneath the layer of gentleness there is an undulating passion. A perfect poem - thanks Sandra - love in Poetry - JOHN (Report) Reply

  • premji premji (7/15/2009 12:02:00 AM)

    the art of music is simplicity......a wonderful of nature lives only on simplicity.....internal music of the mind also have base in simplicity... but sad, why don't our new generation musicians understand that............. (Report) Reply

  • Wojja Fink (3/31/2009 8:41:00 AM)

    The art of music is simplicity;
    the art of sounds in falling rain
    the art of beauty born again
    in every line and sweet refrain.....
    .I will return again again.
    and soak up grace in your sweet rain..... (Report) Reply

  • Sunil Uniyal (8/19/2008 11:28:00 AM)

    Another Good One... enjoyed reading it on a rainy day... music of the rain conveyed with artful simplicity. Congrats, Sandra, you seem to be the Nightingale of modern American poetry. Regards. (Report) Reply

  • Greenwolfe 1962 (4/13/2008 4:34:00 PM)

    'The art of music is simplicity.'
    You paint a picture of Appalachia
    with music and sound. Not commonly
    done in poetry these days. I gave it at
    ten. Because I rarely read such as this.

    GW62 (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (1/24/2007 2:34:00 AM)

    Visiting your poems is like visiting a beautiful garden - a visual delight and food for the soul. Your work never disappoints, Sandra. Thank you. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxx (Report) Reply

  • Jolanta Gradowicz (1/19/2007 4:10:00 PM)

    I like the sentiment and emotion in your poem, Sandra. You are happy to have such a good, old friend. I understand very much your sentiment.
    I love the rainy lullaby. The comparison is very suggestive.
    Best wishes. (Report) Reply

  • Jim Foulk (1/19/2007 2:42:00 PM)

    a very beautiful written piece of wonderful put together and nicely worded. (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (1/19/2007 9:50:00 AM)

    dear sandra, i really love this poem of yours. nowadays whenever i look at an opened window, i would think about your poems. windows and window sills, so many poems have been written about them by you. perhaps, i should learn to write some about them too. window to poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Patrick Ladbrooke (1/16/2007 1:58:00 AM)

    Perfect rhyming triplets - it has the sadness of rain which strengthens empathy of friendships/weather in the final stanza. Beautifully written, as ever.

    Patrick (Report) Reply

  • Esther Leclerc (1/15/2007 9:16:00 PM)

    Soothing, healing rain... what a sweet yet melancholy sound (esp. on a tin roof) . This is a loving gift of poetry and comfort, Sandra. (Report) Reply

  • Mary Naylor (1/15/2007 4:46:00 PM)

    As I read the poem, I experienced the powerful and musical flow of your words. The imagery was exquisite in that it fit the poem so well! The dialogue was realistic and natural, and yet intimate and frank, and emotionally expansive. As usual, I greatly enjoyed the poem! (Report) Reply

  • Diane Violet (1/15/2007 11:10:00 AM)

    A lullably so warming and simply amazing, I know I'm going to enjoy my journey through your poems..................Diane (Report) Reply

  • Brian Dorn (1/12/2007 10:37:00 AM)

    Wow... this is amazing, Sandra! So beautifully composed that you make it look simple. In fact, simply a great write! !
    Brian (Report) Reply

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