It's Raining Again

Whetting my senses

I smell the earth

inhaling its fresh

scent

Tasting the mist

of liquid serenity

balm satisfying my soul

Seeing the road stretch

out before me; long, inviting

yes, i'm traveling home

Hearing  raindrops tapping rhyme

pitter.. patter.. pelting down

as the wind breathes its own rhythm

Feeling friendly persuasion

I'm sensitive to the familiar

scenes 

embedded in my heart

on this road that leads me home

Oh yes, I coming home

 

Reviews

[Dylan Macadham]

Pelting rain, wind, wet smells of Earth, especially the smells, I've experience this, driving home, and to places that feel like home.
I enjoyed this, Fran Marie, I think you have a flare for triggering a reader's senses.
Thanks :)
Dylan

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Dylan for reading..i try to
trigger emotions; glad if I did..
I s o appreciate your words on
this one;

[John the Baptist]

I sense the road is life itself. The number of sensual images seems to indicate the speaker is living in the moment, enjoying life as it unfolds.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks John; I like your thoughts on
this one..i so appreciate;

[Pete]

count me in. i'm there. light and airy, lovely, wonderful ... :)

[Fran Marie]

Thanks for reading Pete;
you're in..i appreciate the review

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It's a great feeling to come home again...and sometimes the rain falls in perfect Iambic Pentameter.
lovely poem, Fran.
j.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Jacob for your kind
words I'm my poetry..much appreciated;

[Chris Shaw]

Nothing like refreshing rain following a drought. You took me there Fran with these lines. I was in the driving seat on my way home, enjoying the wetness of everything outside and the lovely rhythm on the windscreen. Beautifully visual.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Chris for reading and your kind review..i so appreciate