It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
– Vivian Greene
Original digital surreal art: “Not Quite Rain” by: rob kistner © 9/21/23
M oments of not-quite-rain
approach easy and still
a gentle breeze blows
wafting sweet petrichor
tantalizes the nose
but should bad weather come
and there be not-quite-love
tears will cloud your eyes
turbulence dash your heart
as storm clouds split ink skies
Original digital surreal art: “Sky Fury”
by: rob kistner © 9/21/23
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rob kistner © 9/19/23
Poetry at: dVerse
Poetry at: Poets & Storytellers
This next song, “Bad Weather”, was written by Paul Cotton. Paul was initially a member of Illinois Speed Press. Paul then moved on to Poco to replace Jim Messina, who had left to join Kenny Loggins in Loggins & Messina. Both versions of his wonderful song follow here:
Such a shift in weather from the first to the second stanza. I specially like the scent of this part:sweet wafting petrichor.
Dramatizes climate change…
I like how you’ve taken the song title as a springboard into your flamenca, Rob. The moment before rain is magical. I also like the turn from a gentle breeze and ‘sweet wafting petrichor’ to tears and turbulence. A beautiful metaphor for love.
Thank you Kim. I was inspired by the two songs ””Not Quite Rain“ snd “Bad Weather”.
Wow, the mood shift between the stanzas in outstanding! Love what you did here.
Thank you Miriam…
Weather and emotions, you mingle them well.
Thank you Jane, very much…
I esp love the “not-quite-love” reference. We all know it.
Flamenca Perfecta, RK. Thanks
Thank you Ron. Yes, that limbo of not-quite-love can have an impact that runs the gamut from confused irritating frustration, to devastating broken heart. I been there my friend, in my past. The lady ran a decorative plant service. She would place and upkeep beautiful plants in my home theater showrooms back in the 80’s. We were a handsome, seemingly well matched couple. I was curious, she was curious — but she wouldn’t probe deeper. I just gave up exasperated with the situation. Felt played. A year later I met my Kathleen — so fate blessed me.
That last line is killer.
Thank you Mel!
There is swift change between the beauty of a gentle rain and the storm. Whether you reference climate change or love the mood is felt.
Thank you True.
Good catch my friend. Direct focus love, with indirect allusion to climate change.
I’m particularly struck in this post by the digital art – love it! (both pics) – and also enjoyed the way the poem expresses it in another way.
Thank you Rosemary, very much.
This is so poignant! Life is full of raging storms that threaten our peace, we mustn’t let turbulence dash our hearts.
Thank you so very much Sanaa