Parade of Rain

a parable perspective of life

Prancing horses adorned with silver saddles and be-jeweled golden bridles 

Go before flowered floats carrying beauty queens and celebrities no one knows

Marching band winners of perpetual competition blare music of pageantry

Smiling observers line the street taking photos of memories passing them by

Not wanting any to ruin a never ending perfection sought as dark clouds appear

They hope against what should be understood and  the best part will be soon

Waiting to hear and see they'll know it when it turns the corner in a minute or a day

When the show is over every disappointment will certainly and surely fade

Returning to what is real it is realized that rain will fall upon good days and bad

While going forth a participant within this parade known as human life.

Author's Note

all comment is welcomed

Reviews

[Pete]

you've woven an awful lot into this. after all, a parade is someone's idea of what we want to see let alone be. you march is into some good, eye-opening stuff. send in the clowns ... :)

as thoreau reminds us, "It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."

[LE Berry]

Thank you Pete...

[gram linski]

great play on the rain parade, superficially I have seen said fetes, carnivals, local things where the parade is a couple of tractors and a donkey, sounds like human life to me

[LE Berry]

Absolutely gram! The ones you mentioned are very much like life, and in my opinion they are usually the best. Thank you for your review...

[Robert Trakofler]

I like this analogy Berry but oh goodness i would hate to see my parade yeesh.... thank goodness for cracked memory problems:) my disappointments fade to black so very fast but they tend to echo like an ill tuned bassoon!

[LE Berry]

Totally agree Robert...when it comes to mine it would most likely consist of a poodle and three people...with one of them beating on a broken drum while the other two try to keep in step. Thanks for your review...I always enjoy them...

[Chris Shaw]

I really like this poem. We are all on parade through our journey in life. There are good days and bad days and we have to deal with them regardless. All part of life's rich tapestry so it is said, we take the rough with the smooth.

Chris

[LE Berry]

Thanks for your review Chris...I do feel life is much that way.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love the ending....yes, we prance, we march, we observe, we hope, we hear, we feel disappointment...
and there are the good and bad days...but just to be in the parade...we ought to be grateful.
j.

[LE Berry]

You're right jacob...and we can love the rain for a reason...even when we don't want it to fall. Thank you for your review