I see her bending o er me as i list to this refrain which is played upon the shingles by the patter of the rain.
On the roof poems.
Here on a rainy day the poet is listening to the sound made on the roof by the falling raindrops.
The poem has been divided into three stanzas having eight lines each.
He is lost in dreams as many fancies and memories crowd his mind.
Then my little seraph sister with her wings and waving hair.
When the rain is on the roof poem by sydney thompson dobell.
The central idea of the poem rain on the roof is that nature brings solace to the mind.
This small boy from falling down from his church.
And a black and white kitten.
Lord i am poor and know not how to speakbut since thou art so greatthou needest not that i should speak to thee well.
The sound of rain appears to create bliss to the poet.
Was praying aloud pleading with god asking him to keep.
By coates kinney.
Footprints on the roof.
Introduction to the poem.
Rain on the roof written by coates kinney is a thoughtful poem in which the poet expresses his thoughts and past memories when the rain pours over his house.
Out in the country i walk across towns i ll never see.
Footprints on the roof.
From the title of the poem rain on the roof we can make out that the poem is about the rain.
Animal vines twisting over the line and slapping my face lightly soundless merriment in the gesticulations of shirtsleeves i recall out of my joy a night of misery.
Mazy metropolises under the earth where rabbits hide from foxes foxes hide from dogs full bellied snakes sleep snugly worms work uncomplaining.
The poet is telling us about the memories he has of the rain.
Up on the roof of a church.
The sound of the raindrops falling on the roof of his house brings back sweet memories of the past.
Poems about the earth.
They ease him as well as make him sad.
Poems about the earth excerpt burrows.
Now in fancy comes my mother as she used to years agone to survey her darling dreamers ere she left them till the dawn.
The poet derives immense happiness from lying in bed listening to the sound of rain falling on the roof of his cottage.
This wild night gathering the washing as if it were flowers n bsp.
The memories are both sweet and sad.
From the roof poem by denise levertov.
Of the rain upon the roof.
This pitter patter sound of the raindrops brings back lost memories of the poet about his mother and her affection towards him.
Was a small blond boy.
Down below the priest.
This provocative collection of poems ranges from such lofty subjects as an astronauts view of earth to the burrows of worms and little creatures within the earth where i try to tread softly.
