Spring Rain in the Jungle

Today we did something a bit different for Poetry Corner. Last week Sister Melpy suggested we act out a poem. On consideration it seemed a bit complicated to have to assign lines, but if we each created our own lines it seemed a doable project. We did just that, the group chose to create a poem in honor of the Natives Spring Celebration.

Tuppence, DUSTY, Doxie, Alyssa, Dolphy, Timo and Lil DD each created (or borrowed) a couplet to compose this poem.

Spring Rains in the Jungle

Spring rain on my window pain,
renews the jungle plants again.

In the jungle the mighty jungle the rain beats lightly down...
In the jungle the mighty jungle the thunder is heard all around.

The jungle rain is soft and serene,
Making all it falls on nice and green.

I remembered a darkened bamboo arch where we stood while the storm swept by,
thunder gripping the earth and lightening scrawled on the sky.

March wind is a jolly fellow he likes to joke and play,
He turns the umbrella plants inside out and blows men's hats away.

Streams and grass, ferns, wet earth and morning glories...
compounded are the fragrance of the jungle in spring.

We all enjoyed the creative exercise, I am sure we shall be doing this again in the future. The topic for this coming Tuesday is "the fragrances or smells of spring. Please join us this coming Tuesday at 11:00amwat in Theatre View.