James Peranteau Poet Free verse

Her Wave

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   How strikingly gray
    as the Spring rain 
         plummets 
      to the ground

        The green
        and brown
          all wet
             yet
  no glittering from
    the Sun's wink

         I walk
    not skip today
     and the train
  slowly slips away

        so drifts
       her wave








*Lyric: As in, 'Poetry Soups', Thoughts of the poet

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Frances Schiavina January 9, 2026 at 5:26 PM Wow! This is real poetry. Colors, emotions and sounds slowly drifting to savor every morsel of enchanting spring rain. James Peranteau January 9, 2026 at 5:54 PM ') ty.....much love

Debbie Duncan August 26, 2015 at 3:58 PM This strikes a cord , so drifts her wave. nice :)

Elizabeth Wesley August 24, 2011 at 10:46 PM Wonderful James, this touches me in such a sad way. Rain does that sometimes and when the train slips away, someone is always left behind.

Michelle Mac Donald May 28, 2011 at 6:06 AM A sad and solemn write, James. Conjures up times as I'd watched waves drift then "slip away". An emotive piece! Best wishes, Mikki

Carrie Richards May 17, 2011 at 3:16 PM Oh wow.....If I had seen this poem, before I wrote my latest poem....it could have been a collaboration of the same theme, yet strikingly different in forms....we must have been getting the same vibrations of the sad parting of a train....how weird that we were both thinking of this as a subject for a poem :) Love this!!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart May 12, 2011 at 8:27 AM James ..look at my latest post "Ignition" and see what ideas u glean from it to add or begin a new poem with me in this vein luv.. how exciting ..

Robert Johnson May 10, 2011 at 4:09 PM And the sun slowly fades into the dusk of tommorow. Touching write here James.

C.C Bloomsfield May 9, 2011 at 10:33 PM Her wave drifts away,till she plays music on her harpstrings, once again warming your heart. .very beautiful sad poem,its so lovely to read one of my favourite poets,once again,always C.C

Carolyn Devonshire May 8, 2011 at 10:16 AM Would you mind if I shared this poem with a friend who is not a Soup member. I think he will realize he is not alone in the feelings he's having right now. Thanks again for your friendship, James. Love you much, Carolyn

Red Fiery May 8, 2011 at 4:41 AM i can realte myself wid this situation...this is very intense ! thanx for sharing this lovely piece !

Carolyn Devonshire May 7, 2011 at 1:15 PM Very touching, dear James. I can feel the deep sadnesss as you say farewell to your love. Definitely a favorite for me! Love, Carolyn

Phyllis Babcock May 7, 2011 at 8:29 AM You feel the emotion when someone gets on a train and you see the last wave as they disappear down the track. Very nice poem James. love phyl

Nette Onclaud May 7, 2011 at 1:58 AM so strong yet soft, james... how you can combine both images amazes me no end... brilliant. best winning wishes, and it will win! :) huggs, nette

Daver Austin May 6, 2011 at 2:53 PM "I walk, not skip, today." Hey! This really drags ass. Hits one right in the heart. Love, dave

Carrie Richards May 6, 2011 at 7:43 AM This fills with emotional goodbyes, and each one of can feel the sadness of parting. A beautifully written poem, James with a melancholy lyric!

Wilma Neels May 6, 2011 at 6:26 AM I love the line "the spring rain plummets" James, quite a visual iducing piece.. Hope your weekend will be a great one too :) love Wilma

Roxanna Johnson May 5, 2011 at 5:10 PM beautiful and grand(:

Linda-Marie Sweetheart May 5, 2011 at 7:55 AM So appreciate your lovely sentiments on my Intense Inferno James as well as your many other sweet words on my work.. always a joy to read u my friend.. such depth ...luv..

Nette Onclaud May 5, 2011 at 6:11 AM oh james, i can feel the colors and sounds of your spring day.. greeat stuff! :) huggs, nette

Andrea Dietrich May 4, 2011 at 2:15 PM James, this is one of your best I have read. Thoroughly enjoyable and evocative. FAVE

James Foulk May 4, 2011 at 10:36 AM a beautiful piece of refreshing poetry and a very good thought. thank you for commenting on Heart of Gold.

Anna Ruiz May 4, 2011 at 5:32 AM "so drifts her wave".... like the ending, the middle and the beginning. Thank you. ~Anna