It Is Raining
it is raining
and a little boy is singing
he is singing in the rain
and I don't know why
it is raining
and frogs are singing
they are singing in the rain
and I don' know why
it is raining
and I am going home
I am not singing in the rain
and I don't know why
Suchoon Mo is a Korean War veteran and a retired academic living in the semiarid part of Colorado.
I love this.( Frogs have the eyes of leaping salmon when it rains here.)Like folded paper the poem expands as it opens. Thanks for sharing; delightful! Ralph
ReplyDeleteAh, surely one's mood depends upon whether or not they would "enjoy the rain" - a torrential rain - NOT, perhaps, but a light spring shower is a very beautiful experience! Sheri
ReplyDeleteDear Suchoon,
ReplyDeleteIt's good to see your already have two insightful comments on your wonderful poem. There is so much depth in your words, leaving the reader with something to ponder. Welcome to Whispers! Please let me know if you have any questions. May you enjoy your writing journey.
Best wishes,
Karen
Hi Suchoon. Welcome to Whispers. What a nice way to introduce yourself with the delightful and fun "It Is Raining." I enjoyed its whit and cheer. Thank you for sharing it and continued blessings!
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Welcome to Whispers:
ReplyDeleteLove the mood contrasts in your poem. Nothing like frogs croaking after rain.
Aloha,
SuZ
Suchoon,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the simplicity, but profound meaning behind this poem. Welcome to Whispers!
Your new friend,
David Fox
Dear Suchoon,
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Whispers and I enjoyed reading your poem today. Indeed when it rains sometimes it reflects on how we feel on any given day. An insightful poem. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Sandra
Welcome to Whispers! Your poem is sweet and reveals a profound impact in your last stanza. It was like an Aha Moment to me, if you understand my meaning? Blessings, Connie
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