Painting Rain Drops, in London Morning Traffic

the mornings soft sun,
filters through nothing in grey,
just the clouds in a purple blush,
with a wash of pastel pinks leaning over

the water is glowing,
a shimmering mundane,
but my mind is still in thoughts of spring and summer,
and happier days still here

this city is high fashion on a budget,
each drop capturing the rain from their own angle.
with watercolor stains on anything being touched,
still the painted vibrancy is not silvery clear

the curbed and pooling splashes
making a polite mark in the foot traffic,
but its voice is the texture of heavy-duty paper
Still something about it seems littered in floral

the city is still too industrial for that to make sense,
as the rain breathes in and out,
but, I hear the putter-patter,
of all the watercolor sounds

as the sweet rain paints for me a downtown known...

@ dannigirl933
~By Daniella Nikolayeva; posted 1/11/202

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Starward's picture

The poem is so intense, it is

The poem is so intense, it is like being right there.


dannigirl933's picture

I do that some times, I have

I do that some times, I have a small notebook I keep with me in London and write notes on things I see sometimes while on the buss or the Tube ("train"). especially downtown. I love it here. many do not, but I do.  Dannigirl933

Daniella Nikolayeva

georgeschaefer's picture

ah, a lovely stroll through

ah, a lovely stroll through old London town.

dannigirl933's picture

why thank you good person. It

why thank you good person. It is so appreciated. your commement made me smile. dannigirl933

Daniella Nikolayeva