Walking in The Rain

We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the spirit of undying adventure, never to return, — prepared to send back our embalmed hearts only as relics to our desolate kingdoms. - Thoreau

seeking solace

my life less than aweless

not quite so flawless

i went walking in the rain

looking for answers and reasons

trying to explain my pain

toting heavy, groovy, gray clouds

ducking 'tween overweight drops

trying to avoid telling crowds

feeling like an actor on a set with faux props

wearing dark sunglasses

no backstage passes, only ratty old mops and fat asses

stepping in puddles of spent tears and not-so-sweet molasses

much to my disdain

despite my best efforts, i only got wet

unable to forget

searching for god in hopes of having a tête-à-tête

my soul bearing life's cruel stain

walking in the rain

maybe next time i'll carry an umbrella

after all, i'm still a pretty good fella

despite this life's indelible, stubborn stain

twisting an ankle, leaning on a crooked candy cane

slowly and quietly going insane

seemingly little to gain

oblivious to the direction of the weather vane

hey now, sure, what's a little sprain

when you're trying to stay dry ...

waking in the rain

Author's Note

"The life of a good man will hardly improve us more than the life of a freebooter, for the inevitable laws appear as plainly in the infringement as in the observance, and our lives are sustained by a nearly equal expense of virtue of some kind. The decaying tree, while yet it lives, demands sun, wind, and rain no less than the green one. It secretes sap and performs the functions of health. If we choose, we may study the alburnum only. The gnarled stump has as tender a bud as the sapling." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Pete
the first part of your poem revealed such despondency, such true emotions, forlorn and down in the dumps...which many of us feel at times...walking in the rain with drops falling all over somehow brought to mind...that even though we have these moods, they are not permanent, and yes perhaps an umbrella may help (ha ha)...but the point is you had to do something unusual to stimulate the good in you, the positive in you and for you to realize this ; you are a good fella! great write!
Warmly, B

[Pete]

hi b. ever the voice of reason you are whereas i tend to be ruled by emotion. you have to admit that there is something cathartic about walking in the rain.

[Betty Hermelee]

Definitely!!!🌧️🌧️
A distinct pleasure🌟
Warmly, B

[Arti]

Hi Pete are you got scared with dead lion that you deleted few of your writings which I asked is that you...?

[JessyJacob]

Great friends dumping people life. Friends asli friends who make him get double pleasure. Dead things never care. I don't think you all worthy enough before 3 yrs kid and new born to be.

American born american lived just holes. Enjoy where you will get when die. Life bachana hai for the enjoyment why care people life let them kill dump alive. Poor family no more they get pleasure but rich will get more and more by crook.

[Buddhistboy73]

Interesting write...the concept of walking in the rain feels kinds sad and lonely at first, but then this is well written so the atmosphere of nature comes through in the writing
Ultimately I like the the last stanza and the humour of "maybe next time I'll carry an umbrella.....
And then the final line ....."sure what's a little sprain.....

BB73

[Pete]

sounds like you got the gist of things. your points are spot on. thanks for taking the time and sharing thoughts b. appreciated.