Tuesday, April 21, 2009

smells like rain

i like listening to the wind sing
echoes of late night murmurs
and the sound of beads pounding
against the sill

i like the feel of her heartbeat thumping
against my chest and the breeze
fresh seawater and salt
wet light raining all over me


One of the rare times I've been published. This appears in Maxis Review, Marygrove Press.
Today is Poetry Friday. To read other's contributions, go here.

14 comments:

Liz at Yips and Howls said...

Such lovely, tender images in this poem. Thank you for sharing it.

Wayne Pitchko said...

short and very sweet...nicely done

susan said...

Thank you, Wayne.

Zetta Elliott said...

your poem matches our day...makes me want to listen to Sarah Vaughn singing "Misty"...

Thinking Aloud said...

I just went to Crabtree and Evelyn and purchased a box of Spring Rain drawer Liners. The words of your poem capture the essence of what I feel when I sniff.

It is delightful!

susan said...

Thanks Wayne, Zetta and T. :-)

christine said...

Truly gorgeous. I'm glad I got the chance to read it.

Getting published takes a lot of hustling. Sometimes it can take the joy out of writing, you know?

Keep writing, and your poems will be chosen by others if you want them to be. You have natural talent.

Andromeda Jazmon said...

"wet light raining all over me"

I LOVE that last line! The feelings, the sounds, the textures of this poem are delightful. Thanks for posting it today!

Neverending Story said...

Read this numerous times to let it rain over me. Lovely.

Kelly said...

Very sweet, lovely poem.
I can picture myself snuggling with my daughter and her heart against mine while reading it!

jama said...

Absolutely lovely!!

susan said...

Kelly, I was wondering if a mom would make that connection. Thanks, Jama, Andromeda, NE and Christine for reading and commenting.

Mary Lee said...

MMMmmmm..."Smells like rain." You hooked me with the title and kept me with you right to the end. Nice to celebrate rain instead of always cursing it!

susan said...

Thanks Mary,