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The Dancing Rain (poem)

Updated on February 2, 2015

The dancing rain came strolling down the street

To freshen up the thoughts of yesterday

Another blessing spring has sent our way

To stir the dreams of times which were so sweet


We lavished wonder by an open fire

And told each other secrets of the heart

Surrender to the flames which soon would start

And lose ourselves in passion and desire


We turned the page to passion’s bitter rage

To argue and believe in reasons why

So hurtful were the knives that there would fly

Because of rain we dealt with tearful cage


Yet through it all we watched our seasons flow

And somehow love would keep us hand in hand

Some mystery we didn’t understand

Perhaps the dancing rain down street will know


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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and beautiful. I'm all ready for the rains to begin. We still have snow coming down. Passing this on.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      It does dance along the street - and over the fields, too. Interesting.

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      thost 5 years ago from Dublin, Ireland

      A very nice poem Martin.

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      Shauna L Bowling 5 years ago from Central Florida

      Beautiful poetry, Martin!

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      breakfastpop 5 years ago

      Love always has its share of pain, but the rain can wash it all away and let the sun shine through. Up and beautiful.

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      Deb Hirt 5 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Excellent work, Martin. This gives the feeling of feeling of freshness, which can cleanse all.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Beautiful...Loved it..Thank you..

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      Shampa Sadhya 5 years ago from NEW DELHI, INDIA

      Voted up and beautiful!

      Excellent work! Loved it. Sharing and pinning.

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 5 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

      Beautiful poem, I used to love dancing in the rain but the real fun was drying off later in front of an open fire :). The only sharp flying utensil would be for roasting marshmallows. However a good fight can sometime clear the air.

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      DJ Anderson 5 years ago

      Love, then endurance, then apathy.

      Why must it always play out this way?

      You put it much more beautifully, Martin.


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      Devika Primić 5 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      All won't disappear unless you make it go away such strong words and so true

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      kjforce 5 years ago from Florida

      Sometimes the rain comes and washes the dirt away.. and

      much can cause mold / mildew.. the latter sounds like the end result in my life...guess I' just in a funk of late...thought provoking words..