Edith Oram

Rookie (1944 / England)

It's Raining Again - Poem by Edith Oram

Droplets of water dangle like crystals,
Wisps of mist waft gently between the trees.
Air is still, so very still, heavy, dank.
Birds flutter to feed, fluffing drenched feathers,
Small mammals scurry swiftly to nests.
Pools of water deepen, become rivulets,
Rushing, gushing down mountains and gutters.
Water soaked earth, sun's pulled down it's shutters.


Comments about It's Raining Again by Edith Oram

  • Shaun William Hayes (7/27/2008 5:55:00 PM)


    I agree with mary on this one, i could smell the wet earth, and the image of the mist. hmmm Well written.
    Shaun.
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  • (4/6/2008 1:39:00 PM)


    Oh I enjoyed reading this so much. Poems which capture elements of nature well are among my favorites. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2008



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