On a rainy day...

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    On a rainy day...

    A kiss..a touch on the window pane
    sliding the glass, peeking out to feel the rain

    A drop on my forehead, I look up to see
    gushing upon, they fall past me..
    touching the ground
    they soak into a tip tap sound

    A pool of raindrops
    calling me to play around
    Away go my slippers, naked are my feet
    running outside….ignoring the concrete
    Ma calls - where are you going? Put on a raincoat,
    don’t you come back to me with a running nose!!

    The trees hustle, making a sound
    The wind says “magic”…sweeping the ground
    clouds close in…drawing a thicker blanket
    my skirt spins cold, my legs aren’t listening..

    a sudden stop.
    a slush... a lull
    cracking into the puddle, staring at my feet
    gleaming back, they look so free.

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Rushme’s Poems (4)

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