Petrichor

Petrichor

written by: Charlie Bottle

@CharlieBottle

When the first drops of rain fall,
and soak the parched summer earth.
the rising warm, damp, earthy smell,
opens wide the floodgates of nostalgic memories,
trapped in the Time’s vicissitudes,
and lifting the fog of misted years, one sees,
a little boy of four, standing on a window’s ledge,
experiencing his first memorable rain.
turning around he questions, Ma, Why does it rain?
this innocent question, answered by an adult lie,
of God being sad and hurt by all the wrongs done,
and when he can bear no more, he cries for a season.
now when one knows why it rains, for some reason,
one would like to believe the first answer, for it was the answer,
to an innocent question, and innocence was gullible.

NOTE:

Petrichor – a pleasant, distinctive smell frequently accompanying the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather in certain regions.

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Charlie Bottle's passion is poetry. He has lived on three continents, speaks five languages and loves different cultures, people, music and food. He believes that "Poetry uses the economy of words to express the essence of our humanity." It is this magical use of brevity to express the profound that drew him to poetry. While his professional and personal life has pulled him in different directions, He continues in his discipleship of the craft and writes whenever the muse moves him. While English is his second language it is the language in which he lives, breathes, thinks and writes poetry.

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