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I have added a poem of mine today called 'How can you not like rain?. It's about my love of rain (yes, rain). It's a bit lengthy, but stay with it - I may make a Pluviophile out of you yet,
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Kate x
How can you not like Rain?
Okay, I
admit it, I’m a Pluviophile.
I love
thunderstorms, heavy rainfall, showers and rainbows
The way
it can be raining on one side of the road
Yet
sunny on the other
As if
the world were split in two, down that one street
To me,
rain equals a peaceful mind.
I sleep
better, think better and feel better when it rains.
I love
the different sounds, the smells, the sights
The feel
of rain on my skin.
The roar
of the thunder, daring all comers to challenge it
The
flashes of lightening across the coastal skyline
Filling
the air with an electricity you can taste and feel
The
wildness of the wind as it whips through your hair
Pulls at
your clothes, making you stand against it
Forcing
yourself forward, battling the elements
Making
you feel alive
The
smell of the ozone after a thunderstorm
Or the
freshness of the air after heavy rain
The waft
of perfume rising up from summer flowers
After a
shower has stopped and the sun comes out
Releasing
the beautiful aroma of the blossoms
Permeating
the unseen steam rising to the sky
Making a
technicolour world
The wet
sheen that covers the foliage,
The
leaves sparkling as they bend in the wind
The
droplets snaking their way down the trees, bushes and ivy
Down and
down to the ground water
To start
their cycle from rain to stream to vapour to cloud to rain again
The
shiny slate-topped houses and rain spattered windows
As they
glint in the sun just as the downpour stops
The feeling
of raindrops on your hat
Or the
noise of it drumming on your umbrella
Running
down your raincoat
Soaking
your jeans and ruining your suede shoes
Watching
children splish-splash in big puddles
Wearing their
bright coloured wellingtons
Looking
like little ‘Paddington Bears’ (©)
In their
big plastic-covered hats and coats
Squealing
with delight at the sounds and actions of the water.
Enjoying
the feeling of ‘being naughty’,
Eyes
sparkling with mischief
As they cheekily
kick the water towards their already sodden parent,
A pigeon
trying to enjoy a quick bath
Chased
off by a lolloping Labrador
A duck,
with ducklings in flotilla procession
behind her,
Sails
across the pond
Wondering
what all the fuss is about
Making
for the shelter of an overhanging willow
As they’re
quite wet enough thank you
A shaggy
dog, lapping up the puddles and gambolling across wet grass
Then
shaking off the excess water so violently,
That
everyone within a few feet
Gets
covered in the muddy splatter
Gutters
and drainpipes roaring
With the
force of the collected rain
That
flushes out the sewers and water systems
Gives us
water to drink, feeds the plants we eat
And the
floral bouquets we love to look at
Making
everything clean and new
Bright
and shiny
Cool and
crisp
It can
wear down mountains to grains of sand
Dig deep
into Mother Earth to create canyons and valleys
Can
sweep away whole areas with its destructive force
Yet, it can
make something as beautiful and fragile as a rainbow
Spanning
the sky with its psychedelic colours
A marvel
of light - shining through a prism of water droplets
Hanging
in the air for all to marvel
Or make
a delicate spider web twinkle
Like a
diamond necklace when the light catches it
How can
you not like rain?
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