Taste the Rain

Taste the Rain

A Poem by Geralyn Miller

colors of gaeity,

gold, orange and scarlet

trees spangled in autumn brightness

cobalt skies above,

emerald grass below;

so much glaring brilliance.

 

Why can it not be

grey and bleak?

skies of drear darkness

would be so pleasant,

relieving tensions

built during the gaudy brightness

that is Autumn here.

 

I want to feel the numb of the wind,

to taste the rain on my tongue. . .

© 2011 Geralyn Miller


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ooo a nice little subversion here! shunning the bright and normally wanted weather with the request for darkness and bleakness! a nice take on things, very clever! sometimes a nice day hides the horrors within!!! I liked this a lot!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I remember one of the worst days in my life as being one of perfect weather , temps in the 70's, bright Sun , gentle breeze , a bright crown on a day of gloom

Posted 13 Years Ago


I know this feeling- sometimes I yearn for rainy days like nothing else. Wonderful piece- the conclusive tone at the end is simply perfect.
Wonderfully done.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Geralyn Miller
Geralyn Miller

Phoenix, AZ



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I was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..

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