Tag Archives: raining

Pluviophile

Thank you to Lesley M Dawson of My Liverpool Blog, https://ellemdawson.wordpress.com/about/, for providing me with a word to describe my love of rain (pluviophile), which means a lover of rain! I am delighted to meet a fellow pluviophile!

You can find examples of my poems which deal with rain below:

Raininghttps://newauthoronline.com/2015/10/28/raining/
Its Raininghttps://newauthoronline.com/2016/11/12/its-raining/
Wood In The Rainhttps://newauthoronline.com/2017/05/01/wood-in-the-rain/
Autumn Rainhttps://newauthoronline.com/2015/09/25/autumn-rain-2/

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Of Rain and CDS

This week has been an interesting one.

On Thursday I fell into conversation with a colleague and learned that he has downloaded my poem, “Raining” onto his phone. He will, he says read it when in reflective mood, especially while camping.

To read “Raining please visit, https://newauthoronline.com/2015/10/28/raining/.

Yesterday (Saturday 4 February), I was stopped on the way out of the block of flats in which I live by a gentleman who asked
“Are you the poet?”
“Yes” I replied.

I was a little surprised by the question. Then I remembered that the communal noticeboard has a poster advertising my collection of poetry, “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”, which displays a photograph of yours truly, together with my guide dog Trigger.

The poster has been affixed to the noticeboard for several months and I was delighted that it had illicited an expression of interest from my new neighbour.

Never one to lose an opportunity to gain a new reader, I offered the gentleman a copy of my recently released CD, which he was pleased to accept.

The CD features me reading 13 of my poems.

If you would like to obtain a copy please email me at newauthoronline (at) gmail dot com.

You can find details of all my published works here, https://newauthoronline.com/about/.

Raining

I awoke to the rain

drumming on my window pane.

Opening my lattice I let it in

the purifying water that washes away sin.

The hypnotic sound

of rain falling all around.

All my life I have listened to the rain.

The same drumming

of water coming

from the sky

falling on you and I.

The rain has no end

But you and I my friend

May listen for a while

Smile

then pass on by.