Best Raindrops Poems

 Dripping Raindrops

The rain began quite lazily
tap tap tapping on the canopy

Drop drop dropping on the jade green grass
under subdued light drops shine like glass

The wind kick ups a ruffled breeze
soon the rain is drip drip dripping from the trees

Loud thunder strikes and with it...

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As the sky weeps 
in periwinkle petals of 
multicolored roses,
rinsed in lemons, and lavender,
the poet within me 
releases a bougainvillea 
bouquet of unfiltered gratitude, 
swaying to the celestial duet
orchestrated by 
the angel of raindrops,
adorned in braided 
wildflower crowns and
windswept wishes,
echoing dulcet melodies 
rendered in whimsical...

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Raindrops
are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may bring

They make me feel,
wet with creativity
drenched in my optimistic
illumination. glistening
raindrops, my thoughts
leave paths of pleasurable
distress, and hope of success
which road,...

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My breath becomes visible when I exhale
into the chill of the still, winter air
but, I do not mind the cold.
I hear nothing, but the solemn sound of silence
as I stand in the middle of nowhere, with no one,
looking straight up into a gray sky
and seeing...

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the daily news droned on and on
    as hope gave way to gloom
  every ray of sunshine doused
    by raindrops spitting fumes

  war and murder everywhere
    no part of earth untouched
  I pulled...

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These eyes watch the fierce rain
passing through
as earth moves, vibrating once more
my being shakes again
sensing you
somehow, yes- stronger than before

This heart, the beat quickens
with each sound
breath is taken, and so deeply
air presses, it thickens
I have found
raindrops bring you so close to me

These emotions, my heart
a...

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RAINDROPS
     
        Small
                  raindrops
             ...

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as a child, 
I perceived
the wonderment 
of Clouds. 

and elders 
likewise contemplated 

the curious celebrity of them

the solemnity of shape-shifting skyships

their charity of rain:
	encouraging fruit 
	greening hills
	irrigating joys
keeping 
watch 
around the earth 
in as enviable 
a perch 
as the risen sun 
or mystic moon 
that...

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Recycling ourselves endlessly, we are the givers of life for all.
A misconception is that we bear the shape of a tear.
In fact we are flat although from the side, we appear
Nearly round, as from the sky we fall.
Dropping gently as showers when we are small,
Reveling...

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November’s raindrops shiver as they fall
Its cold grey weary sky must fade away
As winds become that howling siren call
To leave the cooling ponds in winged ballet,

As soft trickling cold streams of Autumn’s kiss
Allow the mud-caked Muskrats, come and go
For they are not the sort to...

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silver strings play through lightning
in a tuneful duo with rolling thunder sound
the raindrops bounce and  jiggle
pounding and bouncing
in a rocking band
petrichor ascends
from a thirsty ground
saturates
like music
penetrates into my soul
each sound of nature
breath, listen, live and love it
a sheer joy and morsel of life which...

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darker than raindrops
mushroom cloud blooming purple....
I can see my bones...

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RAINDROPS OF IMMORTALITY

Smiles were stolen from me long time ago
Days gone gray as storms rush to play: my...
They drain. Fervently, I called to the Heavens 
but it seems no one there. No one there!

I lullaby with the whine of gushing winds,
hoping they are kind enough...

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Raindrops On My Window

I turn my ear toward heaven
before each day should start.
Somewhere among the raindrops
I listen for your heart.

Keeping perfect rhythm
with this heart that is my own.
Listening to the raindrops
makes me feel less alone.

Falling soft from heaven
I hear them late at night.
I can almost...

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Even the raindrops
love to linger on your face
like my fingers' tip-toeing,
drop by drop they reach
around your naughty dimples
luscious lips are not too far.....





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