Why do people run?

Droplets drumming a rhythm on my head.
It was a painted canvas of lightning and grey,
With folk's frantic feet and shooting parasols;
all except for me, was running away.
Excuse my blithe, as everyone took flight.
I stood there catching raindrops on my tongue.
A mixture of chaos and beauty.
Don't you ever wonder why people run?

Reviews

[C. Lee Battaglia]

I Loved this!
It was so profound and beautiful at the same time!
I loved the part, "A mixture of chaos and beauty.
Don't you ever wonder why people run?"
It made me think and wonder why people do run and they don't stop to admire the beauty around them!
Very nice poem!
Keep up the incredible work!

Your friend,

C. Lee Battaglia

[S. S. Allen]

Thank you C. Lee Battaglia! I appreciate your review. And you interpreted it well.

[C. Lee Battaglia]

You are very welcome!
Would you like to read my story called the blonde girl? Do you have anything you want me to read?

[C. Lee Battaglia]

You don't have to if you don't want to. :)

[S. S. Allen]

Sure I'll read it! Oh but I only write what you see here..nothing more. I just write as it comes.

[C. Lee Battaglia]

:) Alright! Thank you! I'll be sure to check out some more of your writing!