I carved our initials
into the clear backs of falling raindrops;
they told the trees, and
before I knew it
we were the hot-topic whispers
spreading from wind to breeze.
I hope you don’t mind,
didn’t mean to be indiscreet.
Just thought they’d pile up
in shallow water graves,
and quietly go away.
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Oh my!
That is beautiful!
I love it Pat!
You are some poet!
luscious! no wonder the breezes around here have been so scorching!!!!
superb
those first two lines knocked me out and set up the poem so well
(i will chant them to myself as i drive through today's rain)
cheers
lovely Pat.. the poem reminds me of my college days stories...
Another good one, Pat. The images carry me there.
WOW, :)
thanks pat,
was writting a new post when you stopped by!
take care!
Have you not heard that what is whispered in the closet will be broadcast from the roof tops...especially the type of information you are imparting...initials on the backs of raindrops,I will go out now and catch the rain falling on my face and hear those hot topics you discreetly shared with your ghosts!!!!
I like the clever rumor mill you created with the trees and nature. Human nature.
Wow! Powerful one. I like it.
Oh my stars!
Such a beautiful poem Pat.
I am...amazed...
Floots is right, you know. Those first two lines create such an unlikely and riveting image... and carry the flow of the rest of the poem. It's a lovely poem, Pat.
I love the sense of humour of this poem and somehow it manages to be both sensitive and beautiful as well. One I shall hang onto I think
i think i overheard the stream gurgling something to the catails today... never trust the raindrops.
love it, pat!
nice
thanks
There is a chorus of first two liners. Unorriginally but enthusiastically I can't help but join that clamor. Wonderful images!
Why would anyone mind.......:):)
Being the object of poetry is a fine thing. Nice work here Pat.
Margie, I thank you for that. You turn a pretty fair hand at it yourself.
Mikaelah, don't believe a word they say!!!
Floots, I worked on this driving through some rain yesterday afternoon. If the raindrops only knew! Thank you sir!!
Shyamalee, sounds like your college days were fun!!
Thank you Pris!! Glad you could make the trip!!
Thank you Jel!!
Plus, not only heard it, but lived it a time or two. Thank you!!
C, thank you kindly for stopping by. Glad I could gin up something entertaining!!
Thank you Don, or Fred!!
Yansidara, Thank you!! Amazing is good!!
MB, from the master of flow, that is a wonderful compliment!! Thank you!!
Sue, thank you!!
Polona, I've trusted those wet-eyed little boogers for the last time. Thank you!!
Thank you Kai!!
Clamor on Russell!! Music to my ears!! thank you!!
You'd be surprised Nea. Thank you!!
Now I like this one!!
yes Pat, I wish I had written this poem
Romantic.
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