Poetry From a Rainy Day
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Missing Home...
West Virginia Rain
Soft West Virginia rain cascades through my spirit
Gentle droplets brush a lush emotional landscape
Sadness mixes with joy
Solitude from melancholy to peace
Soft West Virginia rain defines my heart
Life-giving and placid, home and friends
Tranquility wafts through a calm drizzle
Cares of the world no longer pierce my mind
Soft West Virginia rain tugs at my soul,
Whispers pleas to stay my feet
West Virginia rain mends me whole
And I wonder at how I could ever leave.
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MartieCoester,
That was beautifully put! I too love rain. In my mountains of West Virginia, soft spring rains soothe and renew and in this particular case, remind me that I long to stay. Thank you for your lovely comment!
Beautiful poem Michael. I love the rain. COCO
Hi COCO,
That day sadness evolved because responsibilities called me away from the place I once called home. Overwhelmed by melancholy, I wrote this just before catching a plane back to Florida. I'm glad you liked the poem. As a writer it's nice to know something you write can elicit comment. I love the rain too. Thank you for your kind comment.
A wonderful poem eliciting deep and very real emotions. There is a sense of green and renewal throughout the poem contradicted with an often fatal glance toward the past while the future beckons.....I know this well enough...
Hi Guinevere!
Nice to see you out here on Hub Pages. I hope your book is doing well. I was actually homesick in the home I grew up in because I was preparing to get on a plane back to Florida. I literally began missing home right before I left. I felt it a great time to write... Thank you for your comment. Looking forward to October!
beautiful poem michael...loving n soothing wordx took me to the imaginary land,loved so:)
Hello ayesha majeed, thank you so much for your comment. It's always rewarding to receive supportive comments. I am honored that you stopped by my Hubs and that you were moved enough to comment. I truly appreciate it!
MartieCoetser Level 8 Commenter 21 months ago
Oh rain, beautiful rain! Always arousing such a kaleidoscope of emotions: Sadness, longing, mourning, but also resignation, peace, gratefulness. I like walking barefoot in the streams running down the roads into the gutters, of course under an umbrella, for on our Highvelds rain is quite cold, though warm in our Lowvelds (tropical areas).