Monday, May 16, 2011

falling with the rain

i'm looking through windows running with rain


and thinking thoughts
up above the world so high
where silver rain feathers are gathering
before drifting earthwards


into the slender green arms and fingers
of trees and plants reaching upwards in welcome


somewhere near the earth
the white cherry blossom clouds
soften and melt
like candy floss
in the mouth of my eyes

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24 comments:

  1. PaulineMay 16, 2011 at 6:57 AM

    "somewhere near the earth
    the white cherry blossom clouds
    soften and melt
    like candy floss
    in the mouth of my eyes"

    with just a few words you have created a wondrous image!

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  2. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 6:58 AM

    thanks pauline - the truth is, i was thinking with my stomach! steven

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  3. Tess KincaidMay 16, 2011 at 7:04 AM

    "...melt like candy floss
    in the mouth of my eyes" is exquisite. Lots of lovely rain in my neck of the woods, as well.

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  4. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 7:29 AM

    tess - we've been watching and walking and riding and whatever elsing in the rain for a few days now and it will continue. no problem to me at all - i love the rain as much as i love the sun. steven

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  5. Tess KincaidMay 16, 2011 at 7:31 AM

    I adore the rain, too. Had to come back and tell you how much I like your uber-cool new avatar pic!

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  6. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 7:46 AM

    tess thanks. my son found a leaf that had wintered in the garage. he knew i'd put it with one of my little found object shrines around the house. it had lost almost all of its body but for the stem and veins. i wondered what i would look like through the film of its body and here it is. steven

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  7. balamgoMay 16, 2011 at 8:46 AM

    Instant Magnificent.
    Greetings.

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  8. AnonymousMay 16, 2011 at 8:51 AM

    Love these photos.

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  9. OceanoAzul.SonhosMay 16, 2011 at 9:16 AM

    steven, raindrops give magic to the gray days. Somewhere near the earth, the white leads us to dream with candy floss. I loved your poem!
    oa.s

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  10. ellen abbottMay 16, 2011 at 10:06 AM

    oh rain. I had almost forgotten what it was.

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  11. Richard Jesse WatsonMay 16, 2011 at 11:07 AM

    Steven, I love how you expressed the journey of the rain and the expectations of the plants below. Silver rain feathers paints a perfect wispy image in my mind. Nice pics and poem.

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  12. JoMay 16, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    So glad to feel the way reluctant spring has arrived at last, welcomed so reverently by the leaves and blossoms.

    LOVE the new avatar.

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  13. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 5:50 PM

    balamgo - instant gratitude! steven

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  14. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 5:51 PM

    lilith - the rain, the cherry tree - my most favourite tree of all - and the window running the blossoms soft and melting . . . it was a gift handed to me to hand back to you. steven

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  15. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 5:52 PM

    oa.s, my body wriggles with joy on rainy days - really it does. my mind - wriggles with the possibilities. i have no explanation . . . do i need one?!! steven

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  16. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 5:53 PM

    ellen - we have had lots of rain and i wish some for your dry and aching land. steven

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  17. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 5:59 PM

    ruchard jesse watson - thankyou. i saw the silver rain feathers in my mind as i travelled into the sky and imagined them drifting downwards and assuming their water droplet form just in time to melt the cherry blossoms. steven

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  18. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 6:00 PM

    jo this spring has been a gradual and gentle return. cooler rainier temperatures have allowed for a gradual return that is a bit like a slow meal - it allows you time to talk and watch and really savour every taste. thankyou for your kind comment about the little self-image. steven

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  19. FrikoMay 16, 2011 at 6:12 PM

    Lovely, steven, you can even make the rain sound appealing.

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  20. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 6:21 PM

    friko - i'm an english boy living in the colonies. manchester is my home, the peak district holds my heart. how can i not love rain?!!! steven

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  21. ♥ Boomer ♥May 16, 2011 at 7:49 PM

    You never fail. You light up my imagination like a zillion fireflies in a glass jar by my bed.

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  22. stevenMay 16, 2011 at 8:33 PM

    boomer that's quite an image . . . . cool! thankyou. steven

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  23. OceanoAzul.SonhosMay 17, 2011 at 5:52 AM

    steven, i think that we don't need explanation to feel...just feel.

    oa.s

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  24. stevenMay 17, 2011 at 6:50 AM

    oa.s, the challenge is to allow explanation to braid with feeling such that the expression of their intertwining carries the understanding. steven

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