Two poems

THE CRYSTALLISATION  OF A REALISATION  by Penny Nair Price

 

When you study what’s usually a raindrop in really icy weather,

 

It produces magical snowflakes frilled like a feather.

 

A sun’s beam through more rain, candy-coloured can console

 

Because it makes an arc of gorgeous hues that lift up your soul

 

An incandescent rainbow never fails to drown your blues.

 

And fills you with happiness right down to your shoes

 

The beats on the window when it’s warm inside –

 

The tip tap tapping of tiny raindrops outside

 

Inside the house in the gloam people feel loving and warm –

 

Away from the cold naughty rain’s watery storm

 

While when you’re outside, springs of tiny misty raindrops on your face

 

Freshen you when your feet trip through puddles and increase their pace

 

Your skin smarts and prickles in the stinging wetness of the rainy shower

 

And makes a few minutes seem like a testing hour

 

Clouds and cold weather cling in the skies together

 

Sometimes a hint of dark colour tells us more rains on the way

 

And sometimes in any colour whatever- a misty spray

 

Your eyelashes drip drop drip along with your fringe and the top of your lip

 

Birds find gutters to have a quick bath on the rooves

 

Flipping in their feet and back and wings to speed their feathery moves

 

Then suddenly out comes the sun in shiny delight

 

Making us smile at its welcome warmness so bright

 

 

 

 

SUNSHINE copyright Penny Nair Price 5/2007

pennynairprice@gmail.com

 

The lemon feathery fingers of new spring sunlight

 

Search into every corner making everything seem warm and bright

 

We feel the temperature rising to a new high

 

And a perfect powder blue fills the sky

 

Step out of the door and feel the warmth caressing your face

 

Feel your body sun kissed and warmer with every pace

 

See the blossoms in full bloom and the leaves a luscious green

 

Dispel the doomy feelings from cold weather  and in your summer clothes be seen

 

Sunshine makes people feel young and also so free

 

You can see happy dogs, happy parents and children filled with glee

 

But as the heat builds up to an oppressive hot

 

We sometimes think of the rain we thought we had forgot

 

Rushing inside to take a cold bath or icy shower

 

The hot weather burns on hour upon hour

 

Beckoning us to go lazing in the park

 

Or go and cool off having a drink while it gets dark

 

Perfumes of the body heat rub off on us and others too

 

But let’s face it hot weather rarely makes us feel blue

 

We suddenly discover clothes we half remembered we had

 

And to put them on however scanty makes us feel so glad

 

When we put them on together with hats and specs it’s a bit of a pantomime

 

But it’s how we remember that we are finally in the midst of summertime!