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5 years ago
Herb W Bryce
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RAIN IN THE CITY
We got rained on at Poetry in the Park recently, so we took shelter in the band shell.
“…Into each life some rain must fall,…”
True. In every life some rain will fall.
How we deal with that is how we are.
Henry Wadsworth Longellow concluded his poem “The Rainy Day” with the line
“…Some days must be dark and dreary.”
A helluva lot of rain falls on Alzheimer’s people and other disease-stricken folk,
and makes their days dark and dreary.
This to caregivers everywhere.
And to the rest, just a refreshing bit of fun.
RAIN IN THE CITY
H. W. Bryce
Weather News Flash!
Heat wave extended.
Keep yourself hydrated.
Streets are coolant dependent….
Rain in the city!
The fresh scent of damp upon the air,
The crackle of the dry spell
Washed away like a tear.
Rain falling in the city,
Relief coming from the clouds.
Running through the puddles
Just for the fun!
People scurry for shelter,
Laughter in the rain,
Kiddies dashing helter skelter,
The city cooled with rain.
Lovers stop, embrace and kiss,
They’re swaying in the rain,
Fresh droplets wash away
Their tears of recent pain.
It’s raining in the city,
People caught surprised,
Smiles and laughter breaking out,
People dancing in the rain.
Puppies in the park
Leaping to catch rain drops,
Adults stop to dance,
Raindrop music in the ears.
The welcome sound of raindrops
Splish-splashing through sweet aromas
Of the flower beds,
Bouncing happily upon the city streets.
End of drought. Ahhhhh…
Celebrations to the beat
Of refreshing drops of rain,
Pitter patter, tapping feet,
Rain falling in the street.
Welcome rain, wash away our grief,
Though your visit may be brief,
We welcome you upon this date,
Gentle rain, you coulda brought a greater fate….
And thank God for sweet, brief relief from the onuses of life.
I was inspired to write about rain while watching violinist Lucia Macarelli’s concert on PBS during the beginnings of our hot spell.
She also performed Spring Can Hang You Up the Most, a haunting, melancholy tune, much as she had performed it on Treme, the PBS drama series.
To read the poems of Alzheimer’s and poems for everybody, go to:http://bit.do/ereuU
Note: these entries on Facebook are from my actual blog, which is at hwbrycewrites.com
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