intermission-------Writers Island
sweet smell of hibiscus tickles the nosedark green leaves softly sway in the airmoist earth cools the feetI watch the gentle night slowly unfoldingtaking the light away from the surroundingsI absorb it, my irises growing widewondering at the sheer beauty of it allwhen sudden rains pelt on my head, jolting me I find their intrusion downright outrageous
13 comments:
Man, I got pelted by rain like this just this afternoon. I totally know how outrageous its intrusion can be.
Nothing is worse than intrusion. Even of the variety you mention.
Rain is a way of life for us in the UK. A constant intrusion! Nice piece once again
Your words made me feel what you felt was an intrusion as refreshing your post is wonderful.
Heh! Don't you hate when nature intrudes on your nature watching? Nice use of the senses in this poem. :)
YOU........... do not like it when it rains????
Shame on ya!
oh, i can relate... we have had more than a fair share of showers lately... but april is a fickle month here...
just love the pelting of the rain drops :)..so may be I would love the intrusion as well :)
It wasn't so much the rain, but the intrusion of the moment, huh? Lovely!
Talk about you wake-up calls.
It's about control. Grin. Neat post - enjoyed it a great deal!
I was enjoying your beautiful imagery when I was jolted by the rain. :)
I love rain but I agree, on a beautiful sunny day it can feel like an intruder.
Very descriptive and well written.
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