Drops

I just have to say, this is beautiful in how open for interpretation it is. I LOVE IT. A lot. This might be my favorite poem I've read on here.

Fangirling aside, I'll get down to the review. For the first stanza, I like it. However, the line breaks seem slightly misplaced. They jerk me around instead of helping me stroll leisurely through, if you will. My major suggestion whenever something like this comes up is to put the lines in a word doc in paragraph form and then insert word breaks where it makes sense. As a side note, I love the imagery in the last 2 lines!!

As for the second stanza, I feel that this one reads much better, and I absolutely love it. I also love how the narrator relates her relationship with the rain to the rain's temperature. It can be read as a coming-of-age thing combined with increasing cultural tensions(that's how I read it, at least).

Overall, great job! Now excuse me to go fangirl over this some more.

I like how this poem personifies the sky by endowing it with the ability to weep over the injustices that it is subjected to by mankind. Strange how the same poem would not elicit the same responses if written hundreds of years ago when we were not harming our environment. But for us who are familiar with all the irresponsible damage that we do to our atmosphere it immediately rings a bell of recognition. I like how the temperature of the rain is used to indicate that the sky does not want to please those who are assailing it.

Unfortunately the sad truth is that no matter how the sky tells use that we are damaging it the abuse goes on. Mankind has the tendency to wait until a devastation occurs before taking measures. It can do this with impunity with such things as bridges an buildings but with the atmosphere we are dealing with something entirely different.

If the process goes on long enough we might reach a point of no return where the planet might become devastated beyond recognition and its ability to support life permanently ruined.

Hey, Onii-Chan here!

Rain is a very interesting topic for poetry. I think you did really well on this poem. I like how the second stanza gives off a feeling of growing up. I was a little bit disappointed that the poem wasn’t very long, but my poetry isn’t that long either. I really enjoyed the flow of the poem as well. It was very smooth. I also liked how simple it was, not overflowing with adjectives, but not extremely vague either. Great job on this one!

Keep on writing!

Hello there!

Rain is such an inspirational thing. It can mean SO many things depending on who's talking about it- ranging from the stereotypical meaning of it being around when there's sadness or loss, to it because a wonderful gift to the land. I think that's why it's so often in poetry, because it's just so versatile.

I feel like this poem could have had a little more to it. Maybe it was just me, but it felt kinda barren- and it's not so much that it's short, trust me, I'm all for short poetry. But it just felt like it needed a bit more meat, ya know? I wanted to know a little more about why the rain felt cold lately, and what had changed rain from being a lovely warm thing, to an unpleasant cold thing.

the sky is crying out

to tell us that we're killing it.