Sun Rain

This is my sun rain.

Sun Rain.

It fell in sheets, twinkling and glistening.

So alluring and whispery it sounds like crisp blankets rustling. 

My heavy breath's still the emerging air from my lips into fog.

The sight is subduing, makes me feel nothing but the warmth of the sun on my skin and it's soft touch dewing my hair.

My smile reaches. Pulling something within me. 

Content.

I feel content in this moment.

I call it my sun rain. 

Author's Note

I don't know if this is in the right genre. :)

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

definitely a poem...right genre...

i get this feeling too, when it is a sun shower...the glistening drops, the warm feeling even with the cold drops...a nice philosophy to life...realize there is a sun that shines even in the darkest moments of tears...

one spot...should be "its soft touch..."

but a really good feeling from this piece.

j.

[Inject Positivity]

Oh wow!!!!! Warm feelings of sunlight in my heart....It was well constructed and definitely well written...Thumbs up!!!!

[terry smith]

is it suns rainbows or rains sunbows? I always get confused.

[Julie Fran]

Lol, It's actually when it starts to rain when the suns out and no clouds are in sight.

[terry smith]

i was driving in one just the other day (saturday) and followed the rainbow all the way home.:)

[Julie Fran]

:) Exactly, It's pretty amazing!