Tuesday, September 09, 2008


Run, rain, run,

in my eyes
on my face
in my place

Drop, droplet, drop,

with a ring
on a string
of my heart

Blow, wind, blow,

through the leaves
in the wings
of my soul

Shine, sun, shine,

with a hope
at the height
of my life

(Photo from Smashing Magazine)


Anonymous said...

This is great. I particularly liked:

"Drop, droplet, drop,

with a ring
on a string
of my heart"

I'm experiencing the rain you speak of today.

Lisa said...

Just lovely!

Vesper said...

Thank you, Paul. Yes, we too had a rainy day yesterday...

Thank you, Lisa!

SzélsőFa said...

It definitely has the rhytm of the slow dripping of an autumn rain.
I liked this small and easy poem.

Bernita said...


Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah) said...

Beautiful, Vesper! Perfect simplicity.

Akasha Savage said...

What a beautiful poem, it suited the picture perfectly.

Aine said...

Beautiful in it's simplicity! Images that we all can relate to.

Vesper said...

Thank you, Szelsofa. Despite the dark, wet day, I was much happier when I finished this little poem and, in the end, the rain stopped and the sun came out too.

Bernita, thank you!

Glad you liked it, Vanilla! Thank you! xoxoxo

Akasha, thank you! It sounded a bit like a song in my head...

Thank you, Aine. Yes, simple things, no philosophy, just some thoughts on a rainy morning...

BernardL said...

Your poem matched the picture charmingly.

Anonymous said...

That's a really striking poem, Vesper. Well done.

And that photo...wow! I wish I took it.

Vesper said...

Thanks, Bernard! :-)

Wow, Jason, thank you! You should visit that website - they have some incredible photos.

c.s. said...

this makes a fabulous poem for all walks of life. i must show this to my teacher friends IF you give me the permission. may i?

Vesper said...

C.S., thank you so much. Certainly, you can show it to your teacher friends - I am very flattered...

Sarah Hina said...

I love this delicate, dripping rhythm here. Those are my favorite kinds of poems--when form and meaning connect so cleanly.

Fabulous poem, Vesper! And the photo is so evocative. :)

Vesper said...

Thank you, Sarah! :-) Yes, it had a rhythm that played like rain in my heart - but not a sad rain... :-)

Taffiny said...


Ah so much I have missed. I shall have to come back again and catch up.
Beautiful photo too.