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Read Poems by Pam Woolford

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The Rain Dancer

After the movie finished, the young couple,
kissed and said goodnight.
It looked  like rain was approaching,
as grey clouds came into sight.
He had to look after his golden voice,
protect his cords from any harm.
A scarf was wrapped around his neck,
guarding his voice, his lucky charm.

Opening up above him, the grey clouds burst,
catching him completely by surprise.
Buckets of rain in one fell swoop collect,
in a pool at his feet, right before his eyes.
No way would he let troublesome rain,
destroy the happy thoughts he had tonight.
Starting to sing, his feet begin taking flight,
twirling his umbrella, he dances with delight.

Having a ball dancing in the unrelenting rain,
his clothes are soaked to the skin.
Waving his umbrella up towards the moon, 
round and round he goes, his tail's in a spin.
Suddenly he stops, he's  not singing any more,
someone is standing in front of him; oops it's the law.
Slowly he turns with his umbrella, after a brief warning,
and dances in the rain till the wee hours of morning.

Copyright © Pam Woolford | Year Posted 2013


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  1. Date: 2/5/2016 5:21:00 PM

    Pam, A great pleasure for me to find and read the inspiration poured from your pen today. Love ** SKAT
  1. Date: 4/7/2015 4:41:00 AM

    Gud one..bravo
  1. Date: 4/5/2015 3:50:00 PM

    PAM, Dropped by to say hi and congratulate you on having your poem selected by Soup's Administration. This is a wonderful poem to have featured on the homepage. Have yourself a Happy Easter ~Always & Forever~ LINDA
  1. Date: 5/19/2014 11:48:00 PM

    When I read this piece I felt like singing in the rain
  1. Date: 1/18/2014 7:18:00 PM

    sounds like you just watched Gene Kelley in black and white! or maybe the colorized version!! This is full of delight!
  1. Date: 1/12/2014 5:54:00 PM

    Wonderful imagery...well done!
  1. Date: 12/30/2013 10:45:00 AM

    Visions of Gene Kelly dancing in my head. This was a fun read - thanks for sharing. And thanks for stopping by to read some of my poetry - I appreciate it. Joe
  1. Date: 12/7/2013 5:14:00 AM

    Lovely expressions on the rain dancer, Pam