Running in the rain

Sneakers pounding

the country  dirt road,

Air slapping against lungs,

leaves crunching

beneath quick steps.

Raindrops gently descend,

Caressing  my skin

and invigorating

tired limbs.

 

Nearly naked trees

Speak to me of rest in the fall…..

Of no longer holding on tightly

To pretty red and gold

decaying leaves.

 

What went wrong with us?

How did it all so drastically change?

And why do I mourn the loss

 with torn clothes and ashes sitting

 upon my head,

while you dance the night away

 with the piper in the square?

 

Another raindrop caresses my cheek.

My senses take a hold of me

and cast out my incessant  

thoughts of you.

The next step,

The rythym of my pounding feet.

My breathing  growing deeper,

adjusting to my faster pace.

The  sound of the rain

as it gains strength

and begins to pour down

from the heavens.

 

I have not felt this alone

 in a very long while,

Or this alive.

Reviews

[Jai Garg]

You bring out each emotion as the rain increases its pace to become one with you.

Like love, to live again!

[cest la vie]

You run..I write.. whatever we need to do in order to get past that "place in time".
I like how this is written in a spoken word format.. Your innermost thoughts laid bare for us to share.
Nicely done!

[Greg Skura]

You paint such a beautiful picture with your words. I love the last verse how you demonstrate the double edge of emotion! Well Done!

[LonelySoul]

rain cleans the pollution that others leave behind,
like tears clean out the sorrows of our heart and mind,
lifted of the burden you carried for so long,
it didn't wear you out,it only made you strong,
try not to watch the ground as you walk along,
lift your head into the sky,and sing a happy song...LonelySoul

[An owl on the moon]

What a marvelous journey you take us on.. the beauty of the world revealed as you run.. the raindrops filling empty space.. your thoughts drifting to those moments that held you in times past. You share the intimacy of what was and the vast wonder of what is so very vividly.

[Bubo]

This is extremely vivid, I have been there, the complete movement in thought and body, and to be somewhere that is so alone in a walk and alone in sorrow, but somewhere you feel the sense of freedom and freshness.........beautifully written, I felt I was walking along side you.

[Sweets]

I loved this one: "Nearly naked trees

Speak to me of rest in the fall…..

Of no longer holding on tightly

To pretty red and gold

decaying leaves."
Loved the way you described the autumn trees :)
Nice write :)

[Desert Dreamer]

To feel alive, that is the reason we must let go of the pretty leaves in our lives...a deep wonderful meaning in your beautiful poem.

[Ed Hart]

just excellent

[nono]

I like this I always love the rain and I want to run in the rain, walk, skip, hop whatever you name it! I wish I was the rain! Good job!