March in Rhyme
March 13, 2010
Raindrops. Big, round,
juicy raindrops fall on my
wet, heavy shoulders.
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Trying to find my place in the world.
Alisha
Oh when I find the controls
I'll go where I like
I know where I want to be
But maybe for now, I'll stay right here
On a silent sea - KT Tunstall
I like your use of “juicy raindrops”…it adds another dimension to the rain….good poem.
Thank you!
I keep coming back for your poems, so much in so few words.
Thank you Corinne. I’m glad you like them. It’s been a long time since I wrote poetry and it’s so great to know that people appreciate my work