Counting Raindrops

I counted the raindrops

on the window

instead of looking through

 

 ~ the path beyond was daunting

        a few steps out, obscured

 

I would not venture out

to splash in the puddles

~ or wait for the sunshine

 

        so I counted the raindrops .

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Reviews

[00000000000000000000000..]

That was pretty Rita:) I enjoyed that very much:)

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Jon - so glad you enjoyed!

[Michael G. Smith]

Beautiful, did you lose count when they mingled with dew?

[Rita L. Sev]

What an intriguing thought... I suppose I did... Thank you, M.G.

[Jack...]

Counting raindrops on the window, not seeing beyond that moistened glass. Somewhat sad I think Rita, but at times we need to refect on all that waits before us. Very nicely penned my friend.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Jack - I was in a pensive mood...

[lee von cleef]

and they slide
they slide
down to a pain
hollowed on the window pane
and they slide hollowed
a river a love of one.
Raindrop.

[Rita L. Sev]

:) Thanks!

[David Scott]

A bit like the counting of sheep when we need to sleep...
Distractions without meaning, but finding meaning in the effort.
Sadness yet calm.
I could see well thus windowed view.
Well done.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, David - "distractions without meaning, finding meaning in the effort..." You said it perfectly.

[Dr. Wood ?]

very pensive.........A shrink might say that this has something to do with your going back to that school, after your long summer break....A 'Doctor' however would say that this is a fine poem

[Rita L. Sev]

Ah, yes... but a good shrink would go back to my shy and timid days... ;) Thanks, Doc!

[Dr. Wood ?]

I have a few of those too...Safely locked away

[koty bell]

Simple sweet yyet profound and éloquent. Just Great:)

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Koty - your comments are appreciated!

[koty bell]

Noo problem great work

[Aethereal]

This poem sets that rainy day mood. It inspired me to use some of your words to write this tiny gift poem for you which you may keep as your owe. The sound in “count” and “daunt” is the key to this poem:

Raindrops

From my windowpane,
the path beyond was daunting,
hidden by the rain,
so I continued counting
raindrops once again.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Aethereal.

[Aethereal]

Your welcome! This inspired poem is just a logical mix of what you had begun. There are probabily many more variations.

[Pryde Foltz]

A great atmospheric write and I wonder what is dear, sweet Rita crying about.

[Rita L. Sev]

Not sad, just pensive... It happens on occasion. Thanks, Pryde!

[Tom]

Maybe better to dip a toe into the water before diving in head first !

A philosophical write from you Rita and absorbing in thought and creativity it certainly is !!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Tom. I like the idea of dipping the toe in before diving :)

[Tom]

I think so !