Circus Rain Poem by JOE POEWHIT
Circus Rain
A wooded song sang to me.
Beyond the freshness of the sea.
Blessed rain upon the ground.
The last drop, a silence profound.
Rainbow colors fill the sky.
Just like mom's apple pie.
Clouds gather rain today.
Waiting on GODS gentle play.
A musical song fills the sky.
Clowns and buffoons, heavens cry.
Sliding upon raindrops of dew.
Jugglers and acrobats, twirling true.
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nice poem, Joseph...how elegantly you describe the coming off, of rain! ...words really dance there to your liking...to the reader's liking too...10
Well done Sir Joe! Ten from me! Good words, good rhyme, good rhythm done in Joe Poewits perfect time. Thanks, Linda
Wow the imagery in this piece to me is breathtaking. Very well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:43:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem dude....a real poetic rythm n rhyme.........thanks for sharing