Between Drops

You won't hear about it in the evening weather report.

I know it.

Everyone knows it.

No one talks about it.

Vagrants and vagabonds are vaccinated with it.

It's out there.

Somewhere.

We're all searching.

If only silhouettes would tell us.

That which puts meaning in sentences.

Punctuating the passage.

Allowing us to be.

But they cannot amidst storms and troubled skies.

World induces spirits photonegative.

We carry on like Renaissance relics.

Regurgitating recompense.

Bold enough to blindfold our bastions.

Marching like marionettes.

Leaping past puddles and stepping over cracks.

It's not about destination.

The journey's the thing.

Let us roll down windows and inhale landscapes whilst we ride.

Logic lingers in cubicles of civilization but purpose and reason flow only from the follicles of the almighty.

Let it pour, not fire and brimstone but love.

There is only now.

Tomorrow is far.

Chances are.

Catch each moment if you can.

Strumming chords on six-strings.

Putting darkness to the chase.

Rain will fall.

Umbrellas don't shield souls.

Fortune cookies only tell when they're broken.

Ending elderly eclipse and dauntless drought.

Shadows only dance when the sun is out.

Even tears water thirsty crops.

Humanity lives ... 

... between drops ...

Author's Note

"A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts. We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us." - Thoreau

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is an awesome motion picture experience as your message traverses a wide expanse of my own personal philosophy, which I'm trying to cling to, & trying to find ways to share, as our world is constantly showered with hate, violence, & disregard. The song you posted is one of my all-time favorites, especially meaningful here in drought-stricken California, but with the metaphorical meaning you convey . . . we all are thirsty for drops of love & acceptance. There are too many excellent details & lessons in your poem to highlight! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Pete]

thank you so much. it is awesome when someone reads our writing and is touched by the feelings we strive to capture and "gets it". very appreciative ...

[Pete]

thank you so much. it is awesome when someone reads our writing and is touched by the feelings we strive to capture and "gets it". very appreciative ...

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSh..]

Pete, you contain such a positive down right beautiful outlook. But you are right my friend and in away everything is connected. This does bring me back to CCR, love their music.

"When it's over so they say
It'll rain a sunny day
I know shinin' down like water
I want to know
Have you ever seen the rain
Comin' down on a sunny day?"

Let it rain. Beautiful write.

Sheer Terror

[Pete]

thank you sheer. you mention a great song. i too appreciate CCR and john fogerty. (born on the bayou my favorite). appreciate you sharing thoughts on this ...

[Hebe]

The art of being in the present... you captured it in so many ways! Excellent!

[Pete]

thank you dear lady. blessings!

[andrew mitchell]

Just lovely writing Pete, lost for words.

[Pete]

thanks andrew. happy holidays. been busy, will be 'round for a read very soon, promise. be well ...

[Karmee]

Wow! This is really good. I love the part about the fortune cookie, they only tell when they are broken. I take that in as a metaphor. Wonderful poem!

[Pete]

i like that line too. you are spot on. thanks for sharing your thoughts, it is appreciated!

[BBP]

I really enjoyed this and the art that accompanied it. The art reminded me of a comic book photo and the words rang an urgency posing the drops as the superhero.

[Pete]

great thoughts, well appreciated. thank you.

[Shy Joe]

"Water" journey. *I mean!* "What a journey."

Sorry, I couldn't help myself. Your poem tells so much about life. We get caught up so much into the substance of everything that we forget to look between and all around it. The fun wet stuff that it all floats on. Sometimes we just need a good soaking to keep us whole and together. The dry land gets a little redundant anyways.

Really enjoyed your poem. Thanks for sharing.

[Pete]

thanks for sharing your thoughts joe! it is well appreciated.