The Rain Dance

Waken by the gentle tapping on the tin
tap, tap
tap, tap
it was my long lost friend
The rain
asking me to come out and play

where have you been Mr. Hobo
I haven't seen you since you were a kid

I closed my eyes
tried to go back to sleep
and just ignore my old friend
but he was very persistent
tap, tap
tap, tap

with every tap I could hear him say
Mr. Hobo get up it's time to play

as I kept tossing and turning
I finally realizing I could not win
so I bought in

I grabbed my shorts and shoes
with child like glee
I jumped in my car
and drove to the park

I quickly threw off my shoes and my shirt
Stretched my arms out
Tilted my head to the sky
And let the rain
Take away all the dry

Every drop was like liquid ice
Sending a cold chill down my spine
Clear down to my toes
Purging my burdens
Cleansing my soul

Thank you Mr. Rain
For being such a good friend
I hope I don't wait another 30 years
To see you again

— hobo, Jul 12, 2010

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hobo

15 years 11 months ago

Back from the rain

The other day I was laying in my rv thinking I need to get up and take a shower and the whole time the rain kept pouring down. For some crazy reason it hit me, get up go to the park and stand out there and take a rain shower so I finally did. I loved it. That cold rain on this chubby little body sparked life into me. It was an awesome feeling. Now I would love to say that I was standing out there naked doing this rain dance but the truth is I didn't want to go to jail. Haha. You have all seen me I am too cute for prison lol. So I just stripped down to my shorts and had a wonderful ice cold shower. So as always my friends if you ever wanted to stand in the pouring rain and let the ice cold water purge your soul then this poem is for you. *You can never pick anyone up if you are busy putting them down*

magics02

15 years 11 months ago

Now this is just grand my friend

You know I did the same thing the other nite I was outside and working around the pool, I went out in the rain and felt the drops on my back and I was a little girl again playing in the rain. What a feeling it was and then I jumped into the pool all in the rain. It was for me a purging also funny you mention this in your write here as I did the exact same thing and found it to be the most refreshing thing I have did in a very long time. so happy to see your face again and have you back with all of us. Yours,Magics Mama

faithmairee

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Hobo

Your poem is refreshingly unique. I love it. Welome back. You've been missed! Love-Faith ~I never say anything I don't mean nor do I say anything to be mean.~

lou

15 years 11 months ago

omg

Candlewitch

15 years 11 months ago

Dear Randy

I love the title and theme. Your language usage is just fine. This piece is charming and brings back good childhood memories. (For me it was the wind that called to me. But I took in a few rain showers, too!) My favorite part: Every drop was like liquid ice Sending a cold chill down my spine Clear down to my toes Purging my burdens Cleansing my soul Always, Cat

xena465

15 years 11 months ago

I saw you Hobo!

I was standing on a nearby mountain doing the same thing waving at you. Tee he, fabulously amusing. I love it. Xena Quote: Science is what you know; philosophy is what you don't know. - Bertrand Russell

Orphani

15 years 11 months ago

As to the technical skills

As to the technical skills of this poem I can't say that they drenched me,but as to your theme, and the good naturedness in its exposition, I found a warmth and tenderness that more then compensated. The freedom we seek sometimes is in letting go of our fears and seeing ourselves, and the world in a new way.A wake up for us all. Thanks H. B

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago