after the rain

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)





a cloud climbs


to the top of the house;


the air's a maple scent.


A girl passes

white dress

clinging


and already pink from her skin;


And I want to be with her

at the top of the house,


alone with the clouds and wind.



© 2017, John J Geddes. All rights reserved


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I like how you write my friend. Congrats!

thank you, @vadimlasca

Excellent poem! Thank you for sharing.

Hello, Michael! Thank you for reading :)

Complex in its simplicity, this piece stimulates lots of senses and feelings. Another amazing write. :)

thank you, Tina. You know how long takes to go simple :)

And I want to be with her

at the top of the house,

with my dreams and Wishes . not alone

yes, thank you @yagoub

+++ :)

ah to be a cloud instead of flubber... :P
Hi John! I did get your message a while ago. Work's been a little crazy but life is settling down...kind of. Will be back to writing and sharing soon. HUGS.

Hey, mere! Missing you. I get your cosmic hugs every now and then, and I know you're tied up with your life and that's not a bad thing. Congratulations on your sons- two fine looking marines :)

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Fabulous writing!

I always thought that watercolor is a rain paint!

strangely, so did I :)