But to hear the rainfall

Just some random thoughts, after a rainy night. Just to keep my engines going on :)

Pergola sheets sound

Drops splashes gently,

on the ground, inside my ears.

The fresh smell of the soil,

levitates into the atmosphere,

into my nose, into my lungs.

Me, sitting over a log.

Me, watching rain fall.

Me, thinking nothing at all.

Nothing at all...

A humming bird appears at the distance,

licking nectar from the garden's flowers,

making subtle noises, flying silently.

Another bird approaches,

it appears they are dancing.

But the truth is I'm imaginating,

'cause the're just flying.

And I wish I could fly...

And I do nothing at all, but to hear the rainfall

Reviews

[Samuel]

This poem is splendid! The imagery used here is really amazing. It seemed as if the monsoon scene just flashed before me. The way you mentioned the hummingbird made the verses more interesting.

[Fernando Dardón]

Well actually I just let my mind fly, inspiring on this rainy weather right now in my country. I'm glad I could transmit those feelings and sensations to you :) and you know what? I made a song after, with this poem

[Samuel]

That's amazing! Looking forward to listening to the song!

[Fernando Dardón]

Thanks!!! I'm working con it. I'll post it here as son as I finish it ;)