Days drip gray upon my head.
My heart runs red like rain
That ever flows while living goes
Through pleasant breathing pain.
Would I knew why skies turned blue
And kept me safe from harm
I’d ever praise these rain-gray days
Extending youthful charm.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille Monday hosted by Kim from Writing in North Norfolk. The word for the quadrille is “rain”.
Photos: “Morning After Night Showers”, above, and “Gray Day with Waves”, below.
Delightful. I think rainy days give my skin a dewy glow.
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I like rainy days with times when it is overcast to take a walk. Thank you, Elizabeth!
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“My heart runs red like rain” Terrific line! The meter feels like the pattern of rain on the roof. Nicely done, Frank!
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I’m glad you liked that line and that the meter sounds like rain on a roof. Thank you, Jilly!
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Love this wonderful praise and fear of the rain…
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Rain brings out many emotions. Thank you, Bjorn!
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Flowers look so much richer when they drip with rain! I love the colours in your Quadrille, Frank . I especially love the days dripping ‘gray upon my head’ and its reprise in the ‘rain-gray days’
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Those colors are richer in the rain. The rain makes them shine. Thank you, Kim!
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I love the sense of nourishment and replenishment in ‘My heart runs red like rain’ :o)
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Thank you, Xenia! I’m glad you liked that line.
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Rain means life, ever breathing ~ And praising those rain-gray days, anyway~
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Even the rainy days need praising. Thank you, Grace!
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Truly excellent, Frank.
“My heart runs red like rain
That ever flows while living goes
Through pleasant breathing pain.”
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I’m glad you enjoyed this. Thank you, Charley!
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You are welcome!
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“My heart runs red like rain”… gosh this is simply exquisite!💜
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I am glad you liked that line. Thank you, Sanaa!
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Colour and feeling run right through this poem. I enjoyed the tone of wonder and awe.
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I’m glad. Thank you, Vivian!
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🙂
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Truly, the master of rhyme!
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Thank you, Linda!
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“My heart runs red like rain” – fantastic line!
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I’m glad you liked that line. Thank you, Jo!
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Loved the quadrille rythm and the pictures of the raindrops.
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Thank you, Danik! I got up early that morning after the rain when I took those photos. It amazed me how the water drops held onto the blossoms.
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The grey skies and red heart do give a color contrast on a cold and rainy day. It makes a good photo and a great poem
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Thank you! There is a color contrast there.
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😁
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Nice!
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Thank you!
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Days drip gray upon my head.
My heart runs red like rain
I love these lines! And the blue skies keeping me from harm!
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I am glad you liked those lines, Mary. Thank you!
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You have some great images in this one.
My heart runs red like rain
That ever flows while living goes
There are a lot of things also that we don’t appreciate because we fail to see their ongoing purpose. Great closing lines.
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Good point about not appreciating because we don’t see the purpose. Thank you, Dwight!
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I really like the form and rhythm of this.
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Thank you! I try to keep the meter as regular as possible. I am glad you liked it.
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Rain seems to heighten our emotions and allow us to ponder our lives more fully. You’ve captured that nicely, Frank.
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Good point about rain allowing us to ponder our lives. Thank you, Jo-Anne!
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kaykuala
I’d ever praise these rain-gray days
Extending youthful charm.
Rain has that uncanny ability after giving a good wash which was accepted involuntarily!
Hank
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It is amazing how refreshing rain can be helping us see things differently. Thank you, Hank!
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all your poems have youthful charm – its part of the charm
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I am glad you like them and see a youthful charm there. Thank you, Laura!
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Interesting juxtaposition of pleasure and pain. I also love grey days.
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Those grey days can be beautiful. Thank you, Annell!
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I like the lilting praise in your perspective on rain 🙂
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I am glad you liked this. Thank you, Lynn!
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Beautiful poem. My favourite line is ‘blue skies keeping me from harm’.🙂
I like the sound of this line too ‘my heart turns red like rain’ ….but I have tried hard to decipher it and I couldnt🙈. A lil help please?
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I’m not sure I know what it means either. There’s the flowing red blood idea, but then that flow is not exactly like rain. On a next version of the poem I will likely revise that line when I get some distance from it. Thanks, Aweni!
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Hmmmm….. I understand better now. Thank you for taking the time to provide more insight Frank.
I love the line though….Perhaps leave it that way?
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I may, but usually when lines confuse me I look for a way to make them clearer the next time I present them.
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Ok….I understand but many times I find with poetry it’s not about making it clearer. You let the reader make what they will or ask away like I did😁. And I did understand after your explanation. But I look forward to your update🙂
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I think the rain and the blood was a perfect image, I thought of that immediately, water and blood are so much alike in their courses and streams, they are both present at our birth, elevated almost to the sky in our words and dreams, but always flowing, finding again, the Mother Earth.
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Wonderful rhyme here, and a rhythm as strong as that rain.
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I am glad you found the rhythm as strong as the rain. Thank you, De!
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Lovely praise of rain (though I’m a bit sick of it myself). 🙂 Beautiful photos, Frank!
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Sometimes rain stays too long. Thank you, Merril!
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Loved every line….the texture of your word choices, the rhyme and alliteration.
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Thank you, Mish!
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Lovely quadrille. Beautiful words.
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Thank you, Maria!
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‘My heart runs red like rain’is a beautiful line and the photo of the red flowers goes with it so well… the whole poem is lovely bringing up images of life and nature.
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Thank you, Janice! I am glad you liked that line.
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Reading yours with head on the pillow. Found it comforting like a bedtime rhyme, especially on that youthful charm upon the greying of days.
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I am glad you found it comforting. Thank you, Colin!
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Grey
Days
Alberto
TRoPiCaL MaY
RaiNS WiLL onLY
BRinG HoT
CHoCoLaTE
DReaMS oF WiNTeR BLiSS
AS iMaGiNaTioN DancES SinGS
CReATiViTY
OuT
oF DaRK
CHoCoLaTE ReaLiTY..:)
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Rains bring bliss as well. Thank you, Fred!
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And it’s
Gonna PouR..:)
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🙂
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