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Rainy Day Poetry

September 24, 2023 ~ wordancerblog ~ 6 Comments

Rain allows for quiet contemplation. It beckons us to sit and ponder. We can watch from our window the refreshing drenching rain. It covers everything with healing and hope. It renews.

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    Awakening Wonders on Polka-dots of Joy: Mindfulness & Resilience of a 5th GraderOctober 17, 2026

    Yes, yes, yes to "polka-dots of joy!

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    Connection is joyful, right?! I will remember your and Ellie’s gray sky with glowing-circled, colored polka dots :)

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    I love this. We all need to look for those polka dots.

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6 responses to “Rainy Day Poetry”

  1. Tina Avatar
    Tina
    September 24, 2023

    Love this! I love how you embrace the season and the pace of a weekend spent indoors. I used to set up a folding chair in the garage and just listen to it. Sometimes I still do. I also enjoy a rainy weekend. I wrote a poem in the form of a raindrop years ago. Here are a few lines: the light slips through the clouds and its long fingers make the raindrops glisten/drip and patter clip and smatter blip and batter/glisten and glow/ Today I will write a celebration poem/The earth is soggy and my feet are wet/and while the world turns dimmer and/the sun can’t be seen/I’ll open a window/and a breeze will carry the drip and patter/ clip and smatter/ raindrops in/rain/drops/in 🙂
    Thank you for your beautiful post.

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    Tina
    September 24, 2023

    Love this! I love how you embrace the season and the pace of a weekend spent indoors. I used to set up a folding chair in the garage and just listen to it. Sometimes I still do. I also enjoy a rainy weekend. I wrote a poem in the form of a raindrop years ago. Here are a few lines: the light slips through the clouds and its long fingers make the raindrops glisten/drip and patter clip and smatter blip and batter/glisten and glow/ Today I will write a celebration poem/The earth is soggy and my feet are wet/and while the world turns dimmer and/the sun can’t be seen/I’ll open a window/and a breeze will carry the drip and patter/ clip and smatter/ raindrops in/rain/drops/in 🙂

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    cvarsalona
    September 26, 2023

    I have been enjoying the rain because it provides slow down time and cozy feelings. Your poem’s use of repetition and visuals effects provide a proper background for this rainy day in Northern Virginia. Please take a look at my invitation to write an image poem for my newest gallery.

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    Glenda Funk
    September 26, 2023

    This is lovely. The language is ethereal and your prose is as poetic as your poetry. I love rain, too, especially when I can sit and observe it in a quiet space. Rain cleanses and nourishes. It’s our liquid gold.

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    amyilene
    September 26, 2023

    I love the repetition in the poem, and your prose holds so much poetic imagery, too. Thank you for reminding me to stop and just listen.

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    kimhaynesjohnson
    September 27, 2023

    Such a lovely sound – rain on the roof, rain on the ground and pelting at the windows. How neat to know you were born on a rainy day. I have no idea what was happening when I was born all those years ago in July, but I’d love to have been born during a rain storm. I also like that you included a list of rain poetry for children. That’s a great resource for teachers! I’m with you – there is something so renewing about the rain. Ironically, my brother called me this afternoon to ask if we’d gotten rain today, because he was trying to play an outdoor sport today and the rain interfered.

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