Raindrop Soliloquy

Raindrop Soliloquy  

My raindrop hides into a tiny nook
to signal of a pending storm to come
a lightning strike prepares to make its scene
the consequences may be dire
the night portends the ominous clouds
Behold… the massive rain begins to pour
its thrum creates a classic fugue
of music to entice a thunder roll
slamming roofs as heavy stones 
caressing palms to sway with ease
with swoops of air then all is calm
then dripping on the leaves and eaves
the bear has left its safety lair
and sees the raindrop in the nook
he licks it then he moves along
another raindrop glows as gold
reflected by the morning sun
when all  beginnings have an end
my raindrop will reappear again

The Raindrop Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
November 21, 2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Ashley Avatar
May 10, 2019 at 9:52 PM
Ralph, I was enchanted by the charming quality of your poem and its beautiful imagery that led to your thoughtful last two lines for a lovely finale. Wondrous writing. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan
Allison Avatar
March 18, 2019 at 12:58 PM
such amazing imagery Ralph I can almost 'feel' the storm, I am adding this gem to my faves :-) hugs Jan xx
Godwin Avatar
November 30, 2018 at 8:20 PM
Some outstanding imagery in this engaging and unique write. I truly enjoyed each line. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Sergi Avatar
December 1, 2018 at 8:27 AM
THANK YOU, CAY CAY.
Canerdy Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 3:43 PM
Very creative, Ralph. Janice
Dietrich Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 2:25 PM
This is lovely, Ralph. soupmail for you.
Vaso Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 11:28 PM
I love when just a poem title draws you in, this is a very lovely poem.
Sergi Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 7:10 AM
Thank you, Arthur: I once wrote
Devonshire Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 9:19 PM
Wow, there's a magical quality to your poem that s so delightful. Especially love the way you sum up: "when all beginnings have an end, my raindrop will reappear." Excellent on many levels, Ralph. Great entry for the contest. Hugs, Carolyn
Sergi Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 7:09 AM
Hi Carolyn: thank you for your comment and for saying reappear! I think I'LL USE THAT WORD
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