it's pouring here this morning. such sweet relief to wake up in the night and hear the rain on the windows. such a distraction to wake and think of biking through it!!! steven
Reminds me of my favorite Charlie Brown quote..."you can talk to the moon, but the sun won't listen". The sun tends to be proccupied alot of the time : ) The classroom of rain sounds refreshing.
The snow overnight turned to rain this morning. Yesterday I put out pots of pansies to beckon spring. Luckily they have been released from their unexpected nighttime cover and all their little faces are smiling into the still chill new day.
Neat idea that the sun-teacher will not recognise you in the rain. But seriously, most don't reallise the UV still comes through. My solar panels tell me so!
I always liked to teach on a rainy day; the students were often more focused because of the weather. Always a concern, however: was I reaching them all?
The sun as your teacher. Does that make you the drip "in a classroom of rain"? But seriously there's meat in the sun as teacher. After all we are totally dependent on our gaseous companion; and we humans still don't get the concept of mutual intersependance. Does having ones "hand up" again place us as 'centre of the universe'?
Thank you for your visit to my blog and your encouraging words. Your commitment to your extended family of writers is remarkable and valued. Steve
not calling on us today either.....and don't know about there but they are saying snow showers for tomorrow! ah, april may very well be the cruelest month!
oh, I treasured the rain yesterday... it let up just enough for me to have a quick hike and head back in . Now it's much colder than predicted and there are flurries !! gah.
I think your message here is intensely personal. It's very intriguing and leaves every reader to their oen interpretation - which means it's a good poem, however brief. Thank you for visiting mine. Take care. LW.
it's pouring here this morning. such sweet relief to wake up in the night and hear the rain on the windows. such a distraction to wake and think of biking through it!!! steven
ReplyDeleteYou are a biking warrior, my friend.
ReplyDeletewhat that sun doesn't know
ReplyDeletewould burn ol' sol
Snowing here. Rain would be so nice. Good poem.
ReplyDeleteVery clever take on the prompt, Tess.
ReplyDelete~laurie
We are supposed to be blessed;
ReplyDeletethe rain gods spoke and
I believed.
What am I to do?
It hasn't happened.
Just so , here today ! thanks-
ReplyDeleteI'm in the same classroom.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHugs xox
[oh, it's a strange weather...
ReplyDeletedelicate form of being!]
Hugs, Tess
Leonardo B.
Smart poem...too bad the teacher didn't pick you to recite it!
ReplyDeleteOh, but if the sun would call and show its prism of beauty...
ReplyDeleteNice write.
Wonderful Tess. "Ahhhhh" was my first thought!
ReplyDeleteYou're too eager. It called on some poor person trying to sleep, instead!
ReplyDeleteYet despite the rain
ReplyDeleteI must water the flowers.
Oh, the irony!
Heh-heh, Fireblossom, you're so right.
ReplyDeleteRain? We've still got two feet of snow on the ground!
ReplyDeleteA perfect description of the weather here today Tess. Synchronistic international weather forecasting - I would expect nothing less.
ReplyDeleteclassroom of rain....perfect
ReplyDeleteReminds me of my favorite Charlie Brown quote..."you can talk to the moon, but the sun won't listen". The sun tends to be proccupied alot of the time : ) The classroom of rain sounds refreshing.
ReplyDeleteThe rain it raineth on the just,
ReplyDeleteand also on the unjust fella.
But mostly on the just, because
the unjust stole the just's umbrella!
I love that little ditty Cro. Perfect for today, since it happens to be pouring on the just.
ReplyDeleteA Tess Kincaid poem has entered by quote book. I love it! and the picture drawn is so vivid.
ReplyDeleteI wish we'd get some rain.
ReplyDeleteDoin' my rain dance, Ellen!
ReplyDeleteThe snow overnight turned to rain this morning. Yesterday I put out pots of pansies to beckon spring. Luckily they have been released from their unexpected nighttime cover and all their little faces are smiling into the still chill new day.
ReplyDeleteWe hope for rain on the high desert ... it means Spring may have found its way over the Cascades,
ReplyDeleteYour April is sweet.
Short but nice.
ReplyDeleteRainy & gloomy here in Cincinnati this morning - but warm for a change!
ReplyDeleteI hate it when the sun plays favorites & ignores me :)
I'm not the teacher's pet today, either.
ReplyDeleteWe had a little snow yesterday, did you?
ReplyDeleteI do like learning from rain.
(Maybe the sun didn't call on you because he had been expelled.)
made me laugh :)
ReplyDeleteall this rain talk cuts deep! the heat is heating up and we won't see rain again until December ...
ReplyDeleteHa, this was fun and forlorn!
ReplyDeleteOOh...I love this! So many layers of rain in so few words!
ReplyDeleteRick
I awoke to rain this morning..the world always feels so fresh, so new after the storm....love it.
ReplyDeleteTeachers used to be our suns, what happened?
ReplyDeleteNeat idea that the sun-teacher will not recognise you in the rain. But seriously, most don't reallise the UV still comes through. My solar panels tell me so!
ReplyDeleteOh, I like that!
ReplyDeleteFord, you've got solar panels? That's so great. We're checking into getting them at Willow Manor.
ReplyDeleteim a teacher and id call on you any day! excellent image..thx
ReplyDeleteApril showers mean sweet May flowers Tess.
ReplyDeleteHa! Very clever, short and sweet. We're in a severe drought here, and could easily reverse your image.
ReplyDeleteLovely words Tess!
ReplyDeleteWhat a punchy three lines! I love the classroom metaphor.
ReplyDeleteWhat a punchy three lines! I love the classroom metaphor.
ReplyDeleteNor me. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favourites of yours!
ReplyDeleteI always liked to teach on a rainy day; the students were often more focused because of the weather. Always a concern, however: was I reaching them all?
ReplyDeleteMetaphoric emotions -- gritty -- barbara
ReplyDeleteAh yes..but the sun will come out tomorrow!!Another chance!
ReplyDeleteYou are so good at this. Read this many many times.
ReplyDeleteperfect!
ReplyDeleteThe sun is playing distant this year, to be sure! Nice piece!
ReplyDeleteThe sun as your teacher. Does that make you the drip "in a classroom of rain"? But seriously there's meat in the sun as teacher. After all we are totally dependent on our gaseous companion; and we humans still don't get the concept of mutual intersependance. Does having ones "hand up" again place us as 'centre of the universe'?
ReplyDeleteThank you for your visit to my blog and your encouraging words. Your commitment to your extended family of writers is remarkable and valued. Steve
very good
ReplyDeleteOnly 16 words, but nothing shallow about this one.
ReplyDeleteNice and sunny here!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
It is the opposite here!
ReplyDeleteHere is mine:
misty dew
lovely.
ReplyDeletenot calling on us today either.....and don't know about there but they are saying snow showers for tomorrow! ah, april may very well be the cruelest month!
Very succinct.
ReplyDeleteLisa
InspiredbyLisa
Beautiful lines..
ReplyDeleteAn entire world in it!
Monika
And finally the sun is calling on me. Lovely Tess truly lovely!
ReplyDeleteoh, I treasured the rain yesterday... it let up just enough for me to have a quick hike and head back in .
ReplyDeleteNow it's much colder than predicted and there are flurries !! gah.
....in the classroom of life...it can seem that way sometime...this is brilliant Tess....i think it is one of my favorites of yours!!
ReplyDelete:-)
As ever, you say so much with an economy of words.
ReplyDeleteA perfect pairing of picture and words! Wow!
ReplyDeleteThe sun for a teacher? Nice idea...
ReplyDeleteThe impact of a shorter poem -- it's like a punch.
ReplyDeleteTremendous.
Beautiful.
Amazing, perfect - potent, heart-propulsive stuff.
ReplyDeleteWillow,
ReplyDeleteNo rainbows today?
rel
oh that nasty sun....hope he shines on you soon...bkm
ReplyDeleteI love this! Such a charming analogy with these few words.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful ... so perfect ... :)
ReplyDeleteWhy doesn't weather listen! Sun should shine when we say so! Rain Rain, go away, come again another day! Love this Tess!
ReplyDeleteShoulda brought an apple with you to class. Maybe this will serve. - Brendan
ReplyDeleteI think your message here is intensely personal. It's very intriguing and leaves every reader to their oen interpretation - which means it's a good poem, however brief.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting mine.
Take care. LW.
Why call on you?
ReplyDeleteYou always know the answer!
(Give the other kids a chance!)
Nice piece, Tess! :)
It's gloomy and raining here today. I have my hand up...
ReplyDeleteadorable Tess, I love this!!!
ReplyDeletesimply exquisite...cheers pete
ReplyDeleteSo simple, so direct. Love this one!
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet....
ReplyDeleteAWESOME words!!
ReplyDeleteMetaphor to the max, good job.
So much packed into so few words. Powerful and lovely with it!
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite poem of yours! I just love it.
ReplyDeletecompact, well done.
ReplyDeleteGreetings,
ReplyDeleteWelcome join us,
Thanks for the time, a free verse is accepted,
Your poetry rocks. Hope to see you in
xx
beautiful! and it so fits my mood at this moment... poetry helps:).
ReplyDelete"classroom of rain" How fitting this image, Tess. We all have our own sun's ignorance, but don't let it spoil the summer.
ReplyDeleteDon't let the sun catch you crying......
ReplyDeleteSolar panels? Brilliant! My parents had them in their Cyprus home years ago. Very impressive - they really worked.
Beautiful. Stopping by from Magpie Tales
ReplyDeleteSimplicity is another form of honesty and beauty. Thank you for these lovely lines.
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