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The Rain

The Rain

A Poem by Crozby

No structure, just virtue.


People, nowadays,

Are in such a rush.

Such a hurry,

To get where they’re going-

To “get stuff done”,

To the point that,

When anything forces them to stop,

To stop working,

To look around,

To truly live,

They see it as an inconvenience,

A hassle,

A problem.

The best example of this,

That I see often,

Is weather.

The wind picks up,

People pull their coat tighter.

It gets cold outside,

They throw on a few more layers.

The rain comes,

They curse, grab an umbrella.

And most times,

It’s not the weather, itself,

That bothers them,

But the fact it slowed them down.

It made them stop,

Put on a coat,

And look at the world for a second.

They had to stop being robots,

For just one second,

And be human instead.

I wonder how long until we stop noticing

The wind,

The cold,

The rain.

How long until we just move,

Just work,

Just exist.

Personally, I love weather.

Not because of the sounds of thunder,

Or the look of snow falling,

Though both are spectacular,

But for the reminder they bring.

The reminder that I’m alive,

That I’m human.

The feeling of wind biting through my jacket,

Of cold chilling my extremities,

Of rain running down my face,


And they alone,

Reassure me that I’m human.

So while everybody else pulls closed their coats,

Puts up their umbrellas,

I stand with open arms,

Letting the rain soak me entirely.

And while everybody else curses at nature,

I praise it, thank it.

Because I live for the wind,

I live for the cold,

And I live for the rain.

© 2017 Crozby

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I love that you were able to take such a broad subject and create something that everyone can relate to. I've notice that you write in almost complete sentences. I think it may flow a little easier if you did more fragments instead. Just find a style that you feel connected with and play around with it. I'll be reading your other pieces ! :)

Posted 1 Year Ago

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I love how this poem describes the way people travel through the world not noticing anything, it truly is the definition of a person in this day and age, Beautiful structure also but I couldn't get much of a rhythm out of it unfortunately, but beautiful poem and observations.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Stop thinking about technical stuff and start writing what your mind tells you too.

1 Year Ago

Thank you for the advice, it carries over to my real life too. I'll work on it.

1 Year Ago

Sound good, thank you for taking my advice into account.
So many truths in this piece. The world really does need to slow down. Competition is stiffer, companies want more and more from people, people feel devalued. Faster is not necessary better.
The weather is a wonderful thing and sometimes does make you feel alive as you rightly say at the very end of this thought provoker of a piece.

Good work.


Posted 1 Year Ago

I really enjoyed this read.

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1 Year Ago

Thank you so much! I enjoyed writing it.
Great observation (thumbs up). Like this piece !

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Thank you so much! I write it as I see it.

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Added on March 10, 2017
Last Updated on November 3, 2017



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