Anil Deo Poet Prose Poetry

Rain On Tin Roof: What Are You Thinking 2

I
The first time: "magic," they say
Then taken for granted, almost alway
Music from above
Now unnoticed
Except that first time

II
So, craft every time as "the first time"
And often ... "The Last Time,"
As we live this human experiment of be-ing
LISTEN, O do listen. Rain music, too,
Without a tin roof, harder in auditing
Missing magnificence

III
Human instruments, as in tin roof drums ...
Listen how Wonderful Wind conducts
This orchestra, swaying the drops, patterns
On my African tin roof
I'm evangelist and violinist
So are you: Heaven and Human hear the rain
Because we invented a tin roof

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Debra L Brown November 26, 2021 at 6:28 PM Anil, There's nothing more peaceful than sleeping under a tin roof. Love the poem. Blessings ~ Debra

Besma Riabi Dziri November 22, 2021 at 11:51 PM What a splendid imagery! The power of the divine to create a most sublime music translating Nature moods and language ! You have the power of your poetry to render such unique and enchanting symphonies ! An immense delight to listen to your music, Anil! My deepest regards and blessings. Anil Deo November 22, 2021 at 11:59 PM Thank you Sister in our Creator, salaam and shalom, shalom! Your name today is for me, "Best Mother in Listening to Music." Always worth waiting for feedback like Besma's (of course, until poets like yourself say something, I doubt if my writing is vivid enough. U encouraged me) Anil