Piccola Scimmia


Rain - Poem by Piccola Scimmia

It's as if each droplet conjures a smile onto a flower,
Caressing the leaves, amidst its shower.
Flower seems to gleam and leaves seem to revive.
Colors deepen and brighten, all at the same time.

The air, cooling and refreshing.
The earth, supple and quenching.
Each raindrop, magnifying beauty.
Each droplet, amplifying duly.

Leaves, stems and buds, stand virtuously,
While birds sing a chorus, in assembly.
Each sprinkle, a purifying bath; clearly.
Yet for another, a soothing drink; surely.

The soil smells of moisture,
The scene, a familiar cloister.
The ground is tender and pleasing to the feet.
A steady breeze, comforting and calm, indeed.

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Topic(s) of this poem: rain drops, water


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from the book 'Blinking Wide Eyed' by Gina Borrebach

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 13, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, June 26, 2017


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