Today, the Daily Post Prompt is messy. I could not help but remember this poem I posted quite some time ago. It holds a special place in my heart – autobiographical, then not.
We are dancing in the rain
It matters not, that we’ll get wet –
life is meant to be messy
The rain’s fresh scent
Begs for entertainment.
The rain pours
And puddles lay at our feet
While others curse the rain
We dance and smile
Puddle slapping
We are young and free
While others carry excessive baggage
Their boots slap angrily
Grumbling snores through life
They can’t enjoy the rain
Their heart’s just not in it
Not today, nor tomorrow
They can never feel free.
My hair lays wet
Across my face
Your clothes are soaked
And it does not matter,
For when in love
You just want
To enjoy the moment
Embrace everything –
Including the rain.
© Sumyanna 2016
Written for The Daily Post Prompt: messy
Beautiful image, courtesy of Pixabay.com
Sumyanna Writes 
Rain is wonderful and beautiful.
Your poem captures the beauty of rain.🌸🌸
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I definitely agree it is beautiful. Thank you very much.
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You are welcome 🌸
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you so very much Leigha!
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You’re most welcome!
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What a coincidence dear… While I read your poem the clouds are rumbling and the skies are pouring
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That’s fantastic! Well, as long as it was a gentle rain and not a torrential one! Sorry I did not respond sooner, I just found your comment!
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This poem, may be old, but it is a cracker, I can quite see how one would build a special attachment to it. I often walk in the rain when it comes at the moment, and in the past I would have danced, but I know he pain after dancing is now severe, so refrain from this most enjoyable and exuberant activity.At the moment the rain is so soft that one has to be in it for a long time before it wets one much. This is a wonderfully fluid and sounding poem! Best wishes and blessings, Charles.
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Thank you Charles! Sorry I did not respond sooner. This year, school has kept be busier than usual. So glad you enjoyed it. One of my first “dates” with my husband was to a park and it rained while we were there. We were friends at the time. It rained and my normal mode of operation would be to freak out, but I was not afraid to be myself with him. Something about that moment has just stuck with me all this time and I was reminded of it while looking at a beautiful painting. 🙂
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I’m afraid I am doing no better, in fact I am so tired by the end of a long day at the shop that I fall asleep after supper, only getting up in time to get to work the next day, hence no poem for quite some time. Sounds like a great memory, great enough to create a great poem, so that is something really special.
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Ah, this is so amazing, Sumyanna. A very upbeat and positive poem.
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This is a gorgeous piece of work, laced with the beauty of rain!
Amazing work!
Enigma 🙂 ❤
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Thank you so very much!
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The pleasure is all mine! 🙂 ❤
Enigma
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