Featuring:) Giorgio Veneto
She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain
before the time they met - her steps commence.
She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum,
her love turned to escape and cloudy string
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring.
The first light cotton mists with summer rays
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land,
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays,
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand.
Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.
Enjoy the FRAGRANCE OF RAIN
FRAGRANCE OF RAIN
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
The falling raindrops dance, a bearing wall
retains his memories of years before,
constructing solitude, invite his soul
and form continuum, above to soar.
Reminding paragon among beach plum,
intently they behold, when words indite,
a skyward calling are the raindrops' thrum,
the mirroring of stares and souls' invite.
And as the raindrops dance around and jump
belike she comes, 'mid silences aboard
foreshadowing the rainfall drops that thump,
their night defines again the winds' accord.
Her grandness in the mistle's waving forms
a solemn cause became of diamond storms.
© 06-15-2013, G. Venetopoulos
The rain fell gently through the night
It tapped upon my window pane
Like friends from days of long ago
Who called for me to come and play
I listened for a child like voice
But only heard the cold wet wind
It moaned and whispered in my ear
Until it calmly died away
This call I will not answer now
I'll stay within my cozy den
I'll sit beside my friendly fire
And listen to the rain come down
And here I'll rest and dream and sigh
While nature plays her lullaby
(free flowing sonnet)
OUR MIDNIGHT PLACE
As certain as the rains do fall in spring,
will be my love, for you to have and hold,
and know you now--my rain of love will bring
to you, all joy of which all love is told.
No one could ever count the drops that fall,
and so is put together, love for you,
numbers cannot be given them at all,
though put together, one is what will do.
And every single drop adds beauty there
to something we can call a rainy day,
to fill with love, made up, from everywhere,
the drops of life that make love what we say.
Our midnight place, your front porch, dreaming of
each drop of rain that's filled with so much love.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa
Gray clouds spill open, falling down-pours ensue
Cleansing air and filling lakes with sweet purity;
Maintaining land and life’s ultimate maturity;
Compelling a radiant sun to shine through,
Giving very grateful eyes a pleasant view.
After shrouding dome has lifted obscurity;
For now, all life has acquired security.
Earth rejoices in heaven’s generous dew.
Embrace descending drops on a wearied soul.
Smell the clean scent that refreshes stale air,
The splash that penetrates the mind’s domain;
Renewing inter being with lost control.
Not a thing in this world can ever compare,
When one takes time to stop and kiss the rain.
Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Sixth Place Winner ~ "Kiss The Rain" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gail Angel Doyle
March 18, 2013
One day there came a shower of delight,
which pitter-pattered on my window pane.
With youth’s exuberance, my mind took flight.
Outside I ran, embracing April’s rain.
How sweet its scent! My soul was filled with mirth,
for I was truly living in the “now.”
Upon my lips, I tasted earth’s rebirth
as spring’s refreshment fell upon my brow.
I paused nearby my ornamental pear,
inhaling deeply, hearing sky fall’s sound.
The world was singing; fragrance filled the air.
I then began to twirl and twirl around.
Oh, how I wish to feel that way again -
so young and hope-filled, dancing with the rain!
Written 11/13/13 by Andrea Dietrich
for nette onclaud's Fragrance of Rain Poetry Contest
I Kiss the rain for it hides the tears
As they flow down my face
All the bottled up sadness and fears
They won't look out of place
For no one can tell that I'm in pain
How heavy my heart may be
When I stand up tall and kiss the rain
The drops will hide so no one can see
They say the rain will cleanse you
Just Like a shower or a bath
So I'll use the rain to renew
To Decide upon a new path
So kiss the rain when you need to
No one will know but you.
A kiss in the night, in the pouring rain
She knows real passion, makes me quite insane
I love the romance that she exhibits
Blowing me away into little bits
Each part of me still burns with loving awe
I kiss her back by, I do grab and maw
Exploring every part of her body
I enjoy the awesome sensuality
As the rain pours our hearts meld into one
Our heart beats, blood’s rushing, nothing is gone
We blend, our flesh slides, we find utter heights
Flying higher than those grand, massive kites
I kiss her in the night under the rain
Our love will last always, it will remain
There’s a certain force of the rain that flows
That brings the scent to the forefront and grows
On concrete the fragrance is a fresh grey
Dull way to bring a stonewash smell to play
It only comes when it first starts to rain
Smell that pleases the senses without pain
Not hot, just a cool rain will bring it up
No scent can compare to this smell close-up
At times it’s pungent, a fresh dirty smell
Lifting the nose beyond where one does dwell
Aroma like floating grainy gruffness
Gnawing the insides bringing a roughness
The fragrance wafts at the start of the rain
Marking the scent of stone with water drain
Contest: FRAGRANCE OF RAIN
Sponsor: nette onclaud
OLD POEM: GRAY SKY FALLS (SIJO)
Paralyzed sunshine of the day, gray kissed skyscrapers in faint
Blurry dance stuck in the air as the dew pervades some occlusions
Day sketched gloom in beauty behind the droplets of breezy nimbus
Thy painter of sky smiled from altitudes
The angels flew, danced amid the wet clouds
Coloring mist, dust of beatitude
Heaven's gate roared, the lightning showed some proud
The veil of universe lurks from behind
The shades crawl slow, camouflaged by the dark
Droplets pervade the odor of sweet mind
Like the smell of a wet land, the yearn park
Breezes whistle through the aisles of droplets
Caressing the skin while sky sheds its tears
Gaze to the stunning gloom in violets
The sparks steal some moments, shines with no fears
Flood recede and leaves caught the rest of rain
As my heart fades from melancholy, drained
Sponsor Debbie Guzzi