Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Hey Ho



poetry jam

Hey Ho
the wind and the rain
for the rain it raineth
every day

Feste's song
reminds her of you
Hey Ho man

Hey Ho
one day it has to stop
you can hold her
in  your gardening gloves
down by the shed and
waltz her between the tall weeds
until then


19 comments:

  1. In between gardening some distractions. Nicely Rallentanda!

    Hank

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  2. i am all for dancing in the rain...
    and the good news is that one day it has to stop
    of course maybe that is not good as well..

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  3. Some consolation for the gardener, then?

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  4. Ha, it can get a bit 'old' for sure when it rains every day. We have gone through some of these times...and it is miserable indeed. Maybe a reverse rain dance would stop the rain?

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  5. I like the idea of dancing in the rain, as long as the rain is not too cold.

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    1. Warm hands in gardening gloves would keep out the cold.

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  6. i want to do that rain dance now...

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  7. Your poem is magic ... music you chose lovely, haunting ... I enjoyed both immensely.

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  8. this works and makes me smile as those showers cause havoc.

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  9. I love the vision ofthem dancing in the rain down by the gardening shed. Cool.

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  10. I like the whimsy in this one. Sounds like lots of rain in the garden here.

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  11. Rain every day dampens spirits. We need a balance of sun and rain I think!

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  12. I, too, like the idea of dancing in the rain with a garden boy fresh from planting the posies and mowing the lawn! Perhaps a madrigal or two playing in the background ...tra la!

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  13. Ooohhh... This got me thinking of golden year romance... Nice write!

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  14. I enjoyed your poem and the video/song as the intro!

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  15. Earthy and wet, almost like an Elizabethan round! Liked this one very much, Rall.

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  16. I see the tall weeds are really the hip and happening place to be. Word.
    Great verse and so light and breezy. Loved it.

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