19
Apr
11

a tuesday night, when you’re not home

By sheriji 10 Comments
Categories: Poetry

the storm came and went in flashes
after the wind danced with the trees all day,
and now the hail has made an icy carpet of barnacles on the deck

what is it about
the sound of
the rain on
the roof
?

10 Responses to “a tuesday night, when you’re not home”

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  1. 1 Vanessa
    April 20, 2011 at 1:12 pm

    the sound of rain…of nature… there’s nothing like it… nice read!

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  2. 2 April Denton
    April 20, 2011 at 3:55 pm

    Love it! We survived the storm last night too luckily my main squeeze was here to hold me! Happy Rally!

    Reply
  3. 3 Promising Poets' Poetry Cafe
    April 21, 2011 at 8:02 pm

    vivid imagery, well captured sentiments in nature…

    😉

    Reply
  4. 4 Paulami
    April 22, 2011 at 1:03 am

    lovely imagery.. could visualize myself there

    Reply
  5. 5 Mitu
    April 27, 2011 at 10:08 am

    loved it……loved the sound of the rain on the roof and wondered….

    Reply
  7. 7 cornerphd
    April 28, 2011 at 4:11 pm

    Outstanding in depth of brevity.

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  8. 8 Adelaide Mankato
    April 28, 2011 at 8:34 pm

    if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s there to write a poem about it, will it still make a sound?
    i really enjoyed this poem.

    Reply
  10. 10 wolfsrosebud
    April 30, 2011 at 11:08 am

    It read like a song… beautiful

    Reply

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