Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Tumultuous Raindrops

An old friend for many years,
my cane's ready for our walk.
And yet, I linger a while,
listening to two crows squawk.

Hiking on the trail, I hear
the distinct call of a quail.
And watch the dust devils twirl
as the weeping willows wail.
    
Far off, rumbles of thunder
warn a storm is on its way.
And as I start to head home,
charcoal clouds turn blue skies gray.

Tumultuous raindrops fall
as children splash ankle-deep.
And yet, from my veranda,
their laughter lulls me to sleep.

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Line Gauthier March 1, 2018 at 6:17 PM I love your opening imagery "An old friend for many years my cane’s ready for our walk. And yet I linger a while listening to two crows squawk." A charming poem, Emile. Emile Pinet March 1, 2018 at 6:44 PM Thank you so much Line, your visits are always most welcome. Emile.

Afolabi Muideen May 17, 2015 at 3:46 PM WoW! What an interesting piece excellent work. Emile Pinet May 17, 2015 at 4:18 PM Thanks Afolabi, I appreciate your support. Emile.

Richard Lamoureux May 17, 2015 at 8:20 AM Wonderful piece! I also really like the photo. Emile Pinet May 17, 2015 at 11:49 AM Thanks Richard, I greatly appreciate all of your continued support. Emile.

Arthur Vaso May 16, 2015 at 10:24 PM Emile, you have evoked such beautiful emotions here, the photo is the icing on the cake! Emile Pinet May 17, 2015 at 11:48 AM Thanks Arthur, I greatly appreciate your continued support. Emile.

Andrea Dietrich May 16, 2015 at 6:00 PM this is really nice, how you follow it through to hearing the kids lull you to sleep playing in the rain. Awesome! Emile Pinet May 16, 2015 at 9:52 PM Thanks Andrea, I greatly appreciate all of your support. Emile.

Paul Callus May 16, 2015 at 4:44 PM Beautiful imagery, Emile; thunder and heavy rainfall are not enough to drown out the children's laughter. #7 // paul Emile Pinet May 16, 2015 at 9:53 PM Thanks so much Paul, I appreciate all of your support. Emile.

Bl Devnath May 16, 2015 at 4:06 PM Very nice imagery cultivated in to a nice poem. 7 indeed. Loved always, my lovely friend,bl Emile Pinet May 16, 2015 at 9:53 PM Thanks BL, I appreciate your support. Emile.

Nandita Das May 16, 2015 at 1:47 PM So beautifully described I can picture this so clearly in my mind, the thunder, the storm, the rain and everything else. Wonderful write. 7 Emile Pinet May 16, 2015 at 9:54 PM Thanks Nandita, I greatly appreciate all of your continued support. Emile.

Jan Allison May 16, 2015 at 12:51 PM The imagery isso beautiful Emile, I was with you every step of the journey:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Emile Pinet May 16, 2015 at 9:54 PM Thanks Jan, I greatly appreciate all of your support. Emile.