Just For You Poetry

Soft streaks across my window pane,
staccato flowing gentle rain.
In plump chintz chair I sit and stare,
at hymnal songs of nature's prayer.

I watch to see it pluck at strings,
of crocheted webs the spider brings.
She scuttles with her eggs on back,
and fights to keep pearl threads intact.

The happy face of lilies bent,
harken to this wet descent.
They sway beneath the gray clouds gloom,
merry waltzing stems in bloom.

Contented sigh, I peer the sky,
as jumbled clouds go stumbling by.
I then attend a mystery book,
safe snuggled in my cottage nook.

I feel as though as i am curled up in comfy chair there with you Colleen, a lovely warm feeling to this gorgeous poem..

I love the cozy picture you've painted here. Sounds like a lovely place.

Lovely write.

This was amazing loved every stanza - so relaxing loved it

Your cottage sounds so tranquil and the harmony you produce is admirable. It puts beautiful word pictures in my mind and
I love it too!

Beautifully expressed and nicely remembered. thanks for sharing this comforting write.

Well penned and very atmospheric. Some constructive criticism if I may......I believe the use of the word 'stumbling' as a descriptor for the clouds is dissonant and ineffective (do clouds really stumble?). I suggest that the loss of internal rhyme in that line would be amply compensated by a more appropriate descriptor that would accord with the mood of this work.....perhaps 'gliding' or similar would work better. This is a minor point in an otherwise enjoyable piece of work. I particularly like the concept of linking the calming influence of nature with a commensurate activity such as reading a book. I have used the same device in a haiku because I reckon it just works...in fact in celebration of the theme of this poem I will post it!