Dance of the Rain

I would not own an umbrella
I love to feel the rain
flowing down on me
soaking me with the scent of
purity from the clouds

Dripping head to toe
Splashing in the puddles

A joyous tide
washing over me,
a deluge of emotions
taking over me
as I dance with the rain

I would not own an umbrella


This was written for a poetry challenge to write a poem using the following words: umbrella, rain, flowing, soaking, clouds, dripping and deluge.

Copyright © 2007 Brenda Barnhart