Paul Kelly: Summer Rain

[brendanobrien.livejournal.com]

SUMMER RAIN

She comes and goes, like summer rain.
I wait all day for summer rain.
And when she comes, I smile again.
She cools my brain, like summer rain.

She'll change your plans like summer rain.
I raise my arms to summer rain.
I lift my head and taste again.
The sweet, sweet drops of summer rain.

She's warm, she's fresh like summer rain.
She comes in a rush, like summer rain.
And when she comes she makes a change.
I'll wait all day for summer rain.

.....Paul Kelly

Comments

[mindfulness.livejournal.com]

Perhaps that definition should be on the profile page of the community, along with no self-publishing?

I think there are many very old poems that would be considered songs if they were released now, but the music has been lost.

I see Paul Kelly as much a poet as a musician, but I might be biased as I'm a musician and a poet and would hate to see my work limited to one or the other. ()

[mindfulness.livejournal.com]

I am not an html coder however.

[brendanobrien.livejournal.com]

I have to agree with you there...and many songwriters write poetry that is then turned into songs, often by themselves but many times by other musicians. Plenty of old Australian poems (AB 'Banjo' Paterson and Henry Lawson, just to name a couple) have been "songified" over the years.

...and even without the music, Summer Rain is a beautiful poem.