After the Rain, I Hear Flowers (a poem)

after the rain
i hear flowers

after the wind
i see songs

after the lightning
i feel choices

after the storms
i smell hope

after it all
i taste life 

come again, sweet rain

bring me
my senses

come again, sweet rain

sing me
your peace

come again, sweet rain
let me taste life

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after the rain
i hear flowers

2025 Update

Today’s prompt from the dVerse Poets Pub, a frequent source of inspiration and hangout of mine, is to share a synethesia poem. Synethesia is described In literature “as a figurative device where one sensory experience is described using terms from another — like hearing colors, tasting sounds, or feeling scents. It’s a way to blur the boundaries between senses, creating vivid, unexpected imagery that resonates emotionally and sensorially.”

Click here for the prompt and here to read the stellar poems contributed by the diverse stable of poets.

I didn’t know the term or the poetry form when I wrote my “After the Rain” poem, but synethesia, it is. It’s just another serendipitous occurrence to scratch onto my door frame like a child’s growth chart—my poet growth chart. I am happy to share it here with the rest of the dVerse poets and get honest feedback.

More Glover Gardens poetry can be found here.

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