Still, I look to June to walk barefoot in warm rain, step in silk grass
tall green blades floss between my toes, soft reddish dirt clings to damp feet
Catching rain tempered by softness on my pink tongue, drops start out small
Catching rain tempered by softness on my pink tongue, drops start out small
I spied a six inch grasshopper one wet June day, tiny statue
the color of a pared cucumber; motionless we both remained
Mother didn't believe me, said I was dreaming things up somehow
Wonder what happened to those...old red galoshes that buttons closed
The rain slicker I wore to school, forever cycling through thrift shops
Asphalt softened under my heels, humid air smelled of Sweet Woodruff
Arms outstretched, I shut my eyes spinning in crooked circles twirling
Graceful mind body connection, emancipation - Pure Joy!
Fresh moments in my own operetta, aria transporting
Rosemary's scent reached my brain, stirring furious to baring one's self
to the elements - now, to find rain on June's summer solstice day
when no one will see, into my back yard, myself, bare nakedly
Today Victoria has us writing poems with voice over at dversepoets.com
Today Victoria has us writing poems with voice over at dversepoets.com
I love to walking barefoot in rain wet grass in June..
ReplyDeleteI love to walk on sunwarm polished cliffs...
I loved this poetry... and Nature is such a great inspiration.
Thank you, Bjorn...I imagine Sweden to be so beautiful!
ReplyDeletean ode to nature. Rains are overwhelming. With the spring just in you are already dreaming about the next one!
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Deletenice...barefoot is the best way to be...love walking in the grass and it tickling my feet....ha, a little nakedness in nature is not a bad thing as well...nature is def a solace to me and a comfort...
ReplyDeleteI remember so often walking barefoot in the warm rain when I was a child. I think I will try this again as an adult this year. Very beautiful poem, Katy.
ReplyDeleteThis is so delightful, refreshing. Oh, to live in that innocence again. You brought this to life.
ReplyDeleteWonderful imagery, with lots of nice descriptive details. I really enjoy reading poems that touch on all the senses. I do enjoy rain and walking in them. Such fun, isn't it? :)
ReplyDelete,,,soon it will be June and it is now warm enough ;)
DeleteFlowing with Summer rain:)
ReplyDeletenothing better to walk barefoot in a warm june rain...love that you include the scents as well...woodruff..rosemary...so much magic in this
ReplyDeletesuch good descriptive words have me in the warm wet grass and love the line...green blades floss between my toes....yes that wonderful luxury!!
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful use of sensory detail to bring this memory to each of us. As soon as I finish this comment, I'm going to take off my shoes and socks. And I can smell the rosemary.
ReplyDelete...it will be June soon and I can't wait ..maybe even this week it will be warm enough to do it ;)
DeleteLovely - I haven't walked in nature and rain for a while. You've reminded me of what I've been missing.
ReplyDelete..do it soon..;)
DeleteSo, so beautiful--the red galoshes, the smells, all of the rich details just take this to a high level of accomplishment. Great work!
ReplyDeleteJust lovely, I love to walk in the rain, especially that lovely summer rain. I love the freedom and innocence in your words. I do hope you find a warm June night to dance in the rain again! :)
ReplyDeleteBaring one's self to rain or sun is pretty great. Agreed! k.
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