April showers in London

April showers in London

A Poem by misguidedpoet

I wrote this on a bus on the way to see my dearest friend. It is mainly jottings but I shall perfect it when I have the time and the ambition to do so.


mercury rain falls in glistening sheets

lowering my sodden eyelashes I 

look down at the moonstone tarmac.

everyone looks down when it rains

shrouded by umbrellas and a veil of april misery

the sky is open and the streets are almost empty

people huddled in coffee shops and crammed into buses

waterlogged clothing creating clammy pools on the floor

their humid laughter steaming up the windows

escaping these crowds

I walk in this fresh spring drought-rain

paying no heed to the kohl painting ochre rivers on my cheeks

pregnant drops turn to needles turn to mist

eventually it stops, leaving dregs of puddles

wet shoes small talk a fresh scent and a 

clear blue sky

this watery blue promises of summer

the weak sun makes the pavements wink

and dissipates the rain-induced pessimism 

blinking pedestrians scuttle from their hiding-places

and marvel at the sudden changes in weather and mood

what was grey is now duck-egg blue and tropicana yellow

I like the moth-grey of the angry sky

I like the emptiness of the streets

I like it when rain runs off my nose

and collects in the folds of my clothes


nature’s touch in an urban jungle


clouds collect in the rain-cleared sky

puffs of leaden smoke

this tepid sun will not endure 

and the sky will open once again

© 2012 misguidedpoet

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you superbly create tone. I can almost feel the rain, and I'm sweating my a*s off in 90 degree heat right now.

You provide many visual and this poem has the feel of a BW pic.

My fav lines were prob the seemingly innocuous ones:

everyone looks down when it rains

this tepid sun will not endure

This poem is very seasonal in that it has Spring/Hope embedded somewhere in it, or the idea of sunniness when the skies will open once again, while still relishing the wetness, grayness, dregs of winter in April.

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is phenomenal. I love the flow of your words. I think it's beautiful.

Posted 8 Years Ago

the imagery in this is amazing! i was thinking of marble arch when reading this because i too live in london. a very good write. well done!

Posted 8 Years Ago

Your poetry is just astonishing. I like the simple nature of this one, yet the poem itself seems to convey so much more ideas than just the simple concept of rain... The imagery in this one is on the dot, great choice of words.

Posted 8 Years Ago

You use some really awesome imagery here.. You are definitely a good writer.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on July 11, 2012
Last Updated on July 11, 2012
Tags: rain, poem, feelings, experimental, girl, colours, free verse, realism



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