An ode to the rain.

This is probably my favourite from you, MA. I must say, I am jealous of those last four lines. Wonderful win.

All the best as ever

Anne-Marie,

what a wonderful way of describing the rain as you hear it from a your perspective. I love the sound of rain, especially if camping or an old tin-roof. The rain has so much energy and emotion, some prefer it not to be raining, but then we all are alive from this amazing source.
Nicely penned, hope you are well, M :)

Hello Poet on the Piano,

The wonder of this poem is how you have become one with the rain. From the melodious, the forgiving rain to the burning lungs and the thunderous temper of a rainstorm. The reader, too, is of the rain so beliving your understanding of this natural force in all its moods and the language you use to portray it.
Truly excellent.

Kind regards, Tony.

"You've taught me to be soft,
but also to be unapologetic.
When my lungs are lit with
lightning, I understand why
breathing is often a thunderous
contradiction."

Highlighting this part because I want you to read it again because it's wonderfully written!

I LOVE THIS POEM. I LOVE IT.