Here is my poems of the month for Robins poetic license carnival.
I had a lot of fun working on it. :)
Rain
The sweet aroma that hovers in the air,
Giving life to every breath you take.
Shedding knowledge on what is to occur
Feasting on the filth that is being washed away
Quenching the cold wet droplets plunging forth.
Hearing a pitter patter on things now wet,
Witnessing the transformation from dry to wet.
8 comments:
You made an appeal to all the senses, exactly what a pensieve is intended to do! GREAT job for your first offering for PPL...so glad you found us and decided to dive in!
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great minds! on the same wet page, so to speak (:
Great job Taylor! It was fun wasn't it?
A Challenge!
Wow Taylor, this is very good. I love poetry attributed to nature. You can really feel all of the senses in this poem. You did a pensieve justice. Glad I came by.
Fantastic poem! Keep it up!!!
Lovely Pensieve! I liked the imagery.
There are several rain poems in play - I am a severe rain lover myself (most days - I a revelling in sunshine today).
Your poem is great - so cleansing.
Nice job!
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