After The Rain... Poem by Luca Menin

After The Rain...



The rain it’s bouncing off the roof tiles
Falling like a waterfall into a cave
Intimately caressed by the sun rays

Dress as a fair through the eyes
Rain drops stand like grapes on the vine
Of saffron and emerald colours, shine

Reflected in puddle of coloured shadow
Embittered clouds sweaty by the matt day
like reddened cheeks on a drunk face

In the shells of snails trampled by the rain
The living gardens murmur like trees in the wind
towards shores of quiet abode.

Sunday, April 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: rain
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