Talking about Painting Studio Poem, EACH DROP A PEARL.

 

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Painting Studio Poem, EACH DROP A PEARL.

 

 

 

Introduction:  I originally wrote this poem in comments at my friend Barbara’s space.  http://capacina.spaces.live.com   Her space is an anthology of poetry that is ever a pleasure to visit.

This poem is inspired by the comment that Barbara left in my previous post.

 

 

EACH DROP A PEARL

 

Each raindrop a pearl.

One at a time

Falling from the sky

Each and every one

full of rainbows

Glisten in the sun.

Reflecting a marvel of

The Miracle.

Falling as the bright sky darkens.

Fields flash by woods.

Magic pearls splash on the hood.

Quietly follow one another

Like snails

on the window.

Childs hand drawing

Dreams half awake.

Fat rain drops

Thump the old car roof.

Dad rolled up the windows.

Put out his smoke.

Wipers, wipers, Swish,

Swish, swish.

Tires splash with a

Roadwise hiss.

And the child

Could smell his Mother.

Hear the old radio

Crackling.

In the backseat

Tracing raindrops

On the window.

Holding a heavenly pearl

Then sought slumber

In a Dream that

Will never end

 

As ever be well,  Stephen Craig Rowe