Beautiful Rain Writing

Rain

Dripping, dropping, left alone

Rippling, rumbling

Rain.

Purple and blue

Rustling, roar

Rain.

Someone making

Holes in the puddles.

Rain

Racing down like its on a race track.

Dripping in the clouds.

Dancing footprints in the

Silence

Waving at me.

Fresh smelling flower cracking on my tongue.

Rain.

By Sienna Hooper

 

I watch the rain dripping out

Of the clouds.

The rain streaming

Down from the sky

And

Splashing on the roofs on the

World.

By Tom Cleland

 

The endless dripping

From Poles.

Inhale the wild untamed

Air

And feel true

Freedom.

The mist

Soothing all

Pain

And draping the world

Like a Peaceful Blanket.

Drops growing

Into Puddles.

Puddles grow to

Ponds

Ponds meet each other and

Become Raging Rivers.

By Finn Gentry

 

Rain

When it hits the

Ground it

Explodes.

But when it makes puddles

It is the awesome.

The puddles can be

Big or small.

When it hits the puddles

It ripples

And stretches and stretches

Like slime.

The ground is wet now.

The tumbling rain

Like a tumble drier.

By Jody Sawyer

 

The Moving Mirrors

On the concrete

Dancing droplets of

Waving water

Escaping through grey, thick clouds.

Gracefully falls on the

Ground.

Bungy jumping

From the sky.

Pools of parting water

The wild wind waves in

The air flying through the sky

Tumbling rain.

By Maddy Mathieson

 

It is flooding and spitting

It looks like a black carpet.

A pool of water

It is dripping

The rain looks peaceful

Like water on people’s jackets

A drop or puddle.

Its tastes like ordinary water.

By Jagger Lissette

 

Rain

Drip.

Drop.

As the rain falls.

When the rain drops it is like

The River is afraid.

Puddles forming by themselves.

Rain starts getting heavier and heavier.

Puddles shining.

Teensy, tiny.

Dots falling.

Wind pushing you side to side.

Multiple drops falling.

Cloud turning grey.

By Sophie Cummins

 

Rain

If I were you I would

Pour buckets of rain down on the children.

And when the teachers came

I would dry them

And make the sun come out.

And when people were sad

About the rain

I would stop.

By Eloise Mathewson

 

The Rain

Roaring, rumbling, and rippling.

And the wind, waving, whistling and wildly

Panting.

The leaves’ branches

Lifting themselves up

Across the ride of wonder.

The puddles swirl together

As if they were partners.

The dancing and fluttering branches wave together

And hold hands as they do their ballet.

By Gracie Pitcher

 

Rain

Rattles down

Smelling so

Fresh

And so clean.

It tastes like water from a tap.

It feels like water

In a lake.

By Jessica Sawyer

 

Rain

Making miniature pools for ants

Making a peaceful

But silent sound.

Dancing in the sky

Like Ballerinas.

Making a wall of invisible droplets

Rain.

By Petra Gloag