Raindrops

They're magical, aren't we? But why are we so taken with them? What aspects of them capture our imagination?

Raindrops.

They stumble over each other, playfully jostling their way across the window pain. The tears of rainbows, they compete to catch the demure rays of sunshine, each attempting to outdo their neighbor with their disco-ball reflections of bouncing light.

They are joyful. They are innocent. They are free. 

A rippling display of intangible greatfulness for their creation. 

This is how they thank their Creator: 

They adorn the necks of the leaves with virgin dew, more delicate than the finest diamonds. 

They splatter the road, prostrating themselves on the cement to capture the beauty of the reflections of glass skyscrapers and streetlights, transforming the dreary industrial scenes into inexpressible mirrors of the Divine. 

They scatter the gleaming glow of the red and green stoplights, childishly clinging to Christmas all year 'round and subconciously urging the world to slow down and appreciate family.

They mimic the tears of the broken-hearted, empathetically drizzling into metal buckets under leaking roofs and creating a cacophonous mutter of compassionate distress. 

They link arms with one another and hold tight, creating shallow pools in their game that recieve the playful polka-dotted rainboots of a small child. 

They comfort without judging.

They patter on roof tops and slicken walkways, adding their ambiance to a cozy cabin with a warm fire crackling in its belly. A star-struck couple cozzied under thick, wool blankets or a family snuggles securely into sleeping bags under the incandescent moon can attest to their power.

They frolic with soap bubbles in the shower-their gravitational opposites and sudzy cousins. 

They nestle themselves in our atmosphere, giving life to our planet since the dawn of creation.

They are God's greatest gift. And they are breath-taking. 

Reviews

[CreativeStroke]

"Raindrops.
They stumble over each other, playfully jostling their way across the window pain. The tears of rainbows, they compete to catch the demure rays of sunshine, each attempting to outdo their neighbor with their disco-ball reflections of bouncing light.
They are joyful. They are innocent. They are free.
A rippling display of intangible greatfulness for their creation." This opening paragraph is beautiful and captivating. You descriptions are just so vivid to the reader.

"This is how they thank their Creator:
They adorn the necks of the leaves with virgin dew, more delicate than the finest diamonds." This was my favorite section in the whole piece. The Creator should be forever thanked and your description of how they thank him was just so spot-on. I am amazed once again.

"childishly clinging to Christmssl all year 'round" 'Christmas' is misspelled in this line.

"metal muckets under leaking roofs and creating a cacophonous mutter of compassionant distress." I think you meant for 'muckets' to be 'buckets' and 'compassionant' is actually spelled 'compassionate'

"a family snuggles securely into sleeping nags under the incandecent moon" I think you meant for 'nags' to be 'bags' and 'incandecent' to be 'incandescent'

Just a few minor mistakes and easy fixes! I just want your piece to be the best it can be, because I think it is absolutely wonderful, as your writing always is to me. :)

Thank you for sharing this one, I really enjoyed it and it gave me a completely new outlook on rain! 100/100 from me for the beauty and finesse behind this.

[Emily]

Wow- thank you so much for taking the time to make this review! You are always so thoughtful and encouraging to me, and it really means so much!
I am really glad that you liked it- I had a lot of fun with this one! It's more playful than what I usually tend to write about, so it was a nice change in pace for me.
Thank you so so much for you critical editing eye! I admit, I cranked this poem out one night long after I should have been asleep and I completely neglected to give it a once-over. Thank you so much! With your edits, hopefully my writing can come through as powerfully as possible. :)

[CreativeStroke]

You are very welcome for the review! I always enjoy reading your work. It is so intense and powerful and always speaks something special to me when I read them.
You are always welcome for the edits. I want your work to be as great as it can be!

[Persona]

Feels like I've read things like it before. It's overdone to write about pretty raindrops. Nice attempt though.

[London's Lily]

The title of your poem caught my eye (I've written about raindrops in my poem "Journey of a Teardrop" in fact), and I'm glad I stopped by to read it. I think it's wonderful how you've personified raindrops, making them so much more than just liquid falling from a cloud. I can tell you've put a lot of thought and feeling into this poem, and it's turned out to be a truly lovely ode to the raindrops and their many facets of significance. :)

[B-poet]

A very special candid look on the significane of raindrops that fall from heavenly skies. Their best intentions are embodied within each and every drop of meaningful preciptation that showers humanity as a whole. Great write. :)

[Ohhhwillow]

Lovely concept, almost fantastical aren't they, those beads like diamond droplets? Only thing I tussled with was your repetition of "they" as I felt it may draw away the attention of your theme to use repetition while discussing something vivid in the light you evidently wish to. All I all, I enjoyed this Emily :)