Three Things Challenge #370

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
For those of you unfamiliar with the challenge, every day Di at pensitivity101 lists three things that may, or may not, be related.
The challenge is to simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you, using one, two or all three words in your post. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
You can use the 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC as a tag and the logo if you wish

Your three things today are:

RAIN
DRIP
PUDDLE

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Plip plop plip plop plip

Rain drops from the broken pipe

Forming a puddle

Like the puddle in my heart

My tears drip like falling rain.

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Part of pensitivity101’s Three Things Challenge

Florescence Day Eight

Day Eight of the Florescence, courtesy of its creator, Jane Doughe\nrty.

Image from Pixabay

Rain has fallen all day

It’s chased the sun away

A real deluge I say, once again.

Essence Day 30

Image from Pixabay

Not a bird to be seen

No sound heard, rain makes green?

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It’s not stopped raining all yesterday or today and tomorrow is forcast more of the same.

Day 30 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

Essence Day 29

Pitter patter rain falls

Squish, splatter wiper calls.

Day 29 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

The photo is mine .

Essence Day 28

Image from Pixabay

Dawn broke with a loud crash

Fires smoke,rain maked cloud dash.

Day 28 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge: Shiver and Rain.

This is my entry for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. This week the words he has given us to work with are : Shiver and Rain.

Rules and Pingback Here

Each slow sodden step

On a rain wet afternoon

Lonely I shiver.

             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Leaves heavy with rain

Dripping down my coat collar

Life’s all a shiver.

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Song Lyric Sunday: Rain

Our  dear  friend  Helen Espinosa  of

THIS THING CALLED LIFE ONE WORD AT A TIME said  :Our theme for Song Lyric Sunday this week is to post a song about rain, or a song that has “rain” in the title or lyrics. 

So I  have  picked  two of  my  favourite  songs  about  rain the  first  is  Why  Does  It  Always  Rain On  Me  by Travis. I  love  this  song  because  sometimes  I  wonder why  too!

Rules  and  Pingback here 

Why does  it always  rain on  me 

I can’t sleep tonight
Everybody’s saying everything is alright
Still I can’t close my eyes
I’m seeing a tunnel at the end of all of these lights
Sunny days, where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shinning I can’t avoid the lightning
I can’t stand myself
I’m being held up by invisible men
Still life on a shelf when
I’ve got my mind on something else
Sunny days, oh where have you gone
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shinning I can’t avoid the lightning
Middle eight
Oh where

Now  if  we  are  talking  about  songs  about   rain  we  cannot  let  a  post  go  by  without  Annie  Lennox  and  Dave Stewart   who  were  the   Eurythmics. Simply  the  best  song  about  rain  ever!

Here Comes the Rain Again
Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you
So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do
Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new emotion
Oh
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you
So baby talk to me
Like lovers do

Just  as  a  little  warning  from

Terri Webster Schrandt regarding the publishing of song lyrics. Please see below. With that in mind I will just give you a taster of the lyrics and you will just have to listen carefully to the song! ****
Just letting you know to be careful not to post all the lyrics of songs (copyright infringement potential), kind of like using google images. I read you can post the first 25 words of lyrics and quotes without an issue.img_13451

Thoughts from France.A Day Trip.

Yesterday, Wednesday, the heavens opened and the temperature dropped dramatically! Though it was not in any way cold it was wet. 

Vlad peering through the rain

So after a leisurely breakfast we set off on our travels. We visited Salat,Domme, La Roque-Gageau and Beynac

Ducks in the street and a man on the wall in Salat.Salat was a lovely town full of alleys and shops and interesting buildings and statues.
Next we walked the alleys of the old town and investigated the church.

Inside the church we found all the usual, stain glass windows,vaulted ceilings,statues, huge organs and pulpits. The unusual thing we did find was a large piece of wood with a hammer attached. People could pay ,€1, €2 or €3 to hammer in a golden nail for favours. The money was put towards the upkeep of the church.

The wooden post with nails. 

 After Salat we made our way to Domme which was lovely though the roads in the wet were a little scary!

Domme

Then after a tour around Domme we set off for La Roque-Gageau . A beautiful place to visit.

Every year I get so sad when I see the sunflowers, past their best, brown and bent looking. There they stand looking dejected as if they know the machines are coming to cull them for their seeds Every year I repeat the first lines of a poem I wrote the first time I saw them.


“I think  that I  have  never  seen a sadder  scene   than  golden  sunflowers, die  and  turned  to green.”

I have to dash now as Hubby is itching to go out! 

Muted Monday: Night Journey

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Glory Days

IMG_20150916_143714399 [310756]The  glory  days  are  gone

You  used  to  be  so  strong

Dancing and  bathing in  the  sun

Alas for you those days are  done.

 

The  rain  and  wind their  toll have  taken

Lying  there now  all lost and  forsaken.

Your beauty and  colour  not yet flown

Your  glory  days are  sadly  gone.

 

 

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