Three weeks of hot (for the North of England) sun and everything feels lovely. Three days of steady rain and everything is greener, sweeter, refreshed and smelling like tomorrow.
Your poem insists on the silver lining even when summer refuses to shine. I like it! We had one of those summers this year – it didn’t stop raining until; autumn………… But then we had a lovely summery autumn and so fa a fairly benign winter so I guess it’s just the seasons shifting………
Someday I will attempt to write poetry, but I fear I’ll end up writing sentences and paragraphs and using punctuation and grammar and other non-poemy stuff. I just don’t know how to open up a vein of emotional effluvia and allow myself to bleed out. So you see, novelists have fears, too. 😉
Gosh, I’m looking at my poemy stuff and wondering if I have any blood left at all! If you wrote a poem in sentence with punctuation and stuff you’d have a prose poem!
Thank you, Derrick. All I’d really like is a sunny day. You know that expression “Save it for a rainy day?” Well we’ve had so much rain since the beginning of May that all my savings are gone!
If all this rain were snow my husband would be a happy man. Rivers haven’t gone down since the spring melt in April from the barrage of rain. On the up side, the garden, despite the lack of sun is thriving.
Beautiful poem.
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Lovely, we’ve had a lot of rain lately and yes, the flowers bloom 🙂
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Three weeks of hot (for the North of England) sun and everything feels lovely. Three days of steady rain and everything is greener, sweeter, refreshed and smelling like tomorrow.
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I do love rain. I honestly do. But I only REALLY love rain when the sun has me desiccating and I gasp for relief. That.
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For all this rain, at least the grass and flowers are happy.
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My garden looks the best it has ever looked – almost like they’re growing in a rainforest!
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… and therein lies the silver lining 🙂
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Your poem insists on the silver lining even when summer refuses to shine. I like it! We had one of those summers this year – it didn’t stop raining until; autumn………… But then we had a lovely summery autumn and so fa a fairly benign winter so I guess it’s just the seasons shifting………
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I guess the weather in NZ took the slow boat to Ottawa because summer has yet to arrive.
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Someday I will attempt to write poetry, but I fear I’ll end up writing sentences and paragraphs and using punctuation and grammar and other non-poemy stuff. I just don’t know how to open up a vein of emotional effluvia and allow myself to bleed out. So you see, novelists have fears, too. 😉
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Gosh, I’m looking at my poemy stuff and wondering if I have any blood left at all! If you wrote a poem in sentence with punctuation and stuff you’d have a prose poem!
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“Prose poem.” That’s a thing, right? Kewl.
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Yep. That’s a thing.
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A wonderful metaphor
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Thank you, Derrick. All I’d really like is a sunny day. You know that expression “Save it for a rainy day?” Well we’ve had so much rain since the beginning of May that all my savings are gone!
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I hope the weather turns soon
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Me too. Or I’ll be decamping to Mexico permanently.
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This makes me wish it’d rain today… 🙂
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If all this rain were snow my husband would be a happy man. Rivers haven’t gone down since the spring melt in April from the barrage of rain. On the up side, the garden, despite the lack of sun is thriving.
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