Music in the Rain

Inspired once again by a wonderful muse...

The colors of jazz and spring rain

painted a background for you to dance upon

The drops of water couldn’t veil

                       your smile, it was a summer sun.

 

Your laughter rang amidst the music

as you ran for cover,

under the shelter of spanish moss.

The New Orleans band, playing a symphony

of all the things we could have lost.

                                 All the things it cost.

 

As you dance beneath the trees,

of New Orleans,

everything seems…to fade away.

You don’t care about the rain,

its only there to sing with the sounds

of all the things around us,

                       soaking in the ground.

 

You take off your shoes, and turn to me,

as if saying “look, don’t you see?

the world’s this easy, let it be.”

Dressed in green, an emerald dream,

amidst the streets of New Orleans,

you take me by the hand,

-and show me music, without the bands.

 

The rain has traced

lines of water across your face,

touching the upturned lips of a smile.

Your dance keeps pace

with the thunder’s rolling grace,

the lightning matches all your style.

 

But our eyes are distanced,

-by desert mesas.

And all the years of trouble

-that long have faced us.

Mine are desert dunes, saying its too soon,

           while yours are constellations.

And despite all indications,

the sky doesn’t truly touch the earth.

                                      Or does it?

 

Is that not what rain is?

You rain upon my soul,

            -and in your dance I’m painless.

 

Dressed in green, an emerald dream,

amidst the streets of New Orleans,

you take away the pain,

            -and show me music in the rain.

Reviews

[CoveredInLies]

Beautiful. It really paints a beautiful yet sad picture.

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you, that means a lot ^^ Feel free to take a look at more of my poetry, whenever you get time. I enjoy reading yours, so your opinion would be greatly valued.

[Kelsey]

Once again with your beautiful repetition; having such a powerful intro makes for such a powerful ending, as well. You speak so highly of your muse, I really enjoy reading about her. Such beautiful words and such elegant style, as always, I enjoyed. x

[MachinaWriter]

I enjoy the writing of her lol Thank you. Yeah, I've become a fan of the repetition lately haha I need to be careful not to overuse it ^^

[Meallea Pomorette]

I really wonder who is that muse who keeps inspiring you to write such beautiful poems... It's really hard to find a good inspiration you know...

"playing a symphony
of all the things we could have lost.
All the things it cost."
Deep meaning using simple words..

"its only there to sing with the sounds
of all the things around us,
soaking in the ground."
I can relate with this line...

“look, don’t you see?
the world’s this easy, let it be.”
So true... Just go with the flow I suppose???

"you take me by the hand,
-and show me music, without the bands."
A new found light...

"you take away the pain,
-and show me music in the rain."
Aaaaww.... It's really sweet....


The poem has a nice ring to it and an easy flow..
Nice write...

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you ^^ Yes, my muse is one of a kind lol I'm glad you enjoyed it, though I sometimes wonder how much credit I can take for my own poetry ^^