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what do you hear?
stop. right now. listen. and write.
Ended January 23, 2021 • 36 Entries • Created by apricotjam
Challenge
what do you hear?
stop. right now. listen. and write.
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gabee

Rain In The City

The rhythm it has-

a steady drumming,

soft not too loud;

the smell it gives off,

particularly in the city.

The smell of wet concrete sidewalks and wet asphalt streets;

The sound that’s made when cars move over the rain falling on the streets,

the noticeable change in the everyday sounds of the city.

It’s not as noisy since there are fewer people out and about due to the rain-

those that might still be out there probably running errands can be more clearly heard,

their conversations with friends or on the phone.

The pitter-patter of their feet on the rain-soaked sidewalk and streets,

the giggles of folks jumping over puddles that sit and grow up against the curbs and elsewhere.

It all gives a comfy feeling when one listens and or hears the sounds of rain in the city entering apartments or urban houses.

One can also smell the wet soil and leaves that can be found in a city too

especially when living near a big Gotham park.

The big city, quieter and not so much in a hurry anymore

not so angry and angst since the rains came.

It’s like it has taken a day off in the middle of the week

A rainy day in the city...

It can rain today and yes we love the sun but here in the city,

we also love a good soaking to wash away the stress and put a calm into the hurried.

It's pretty seeing the street lights and car headlights shining off the rainwater fallen on the black street,

the cars are shiny wet.

There’s a glimmering that's layered on top of all things, and folks, here in the downtown area, and uptown,

down the avenues and major roads that lead out-of-town.

Let's not forget the steady sound of rainwater falling into the sewers, through the sewer grates.

A sound that easily enters an apartment with their window not far above the corner of their block.

Rainy days in the city is actually pretty you know,

It has a character all its own, and I love it.

New York City is where I’m from,

lets go Yankees, lets go Jets and Knicks.

And let me not forget my umbrella when going to the bank

on my way to the subway or hailing a cab.

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Droe81 
"the pitter patter of their feet on the rain soaked sidewalk and streets," I love the flow of this sentence!
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gabee 
OMG that is so kind, thank you!
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apricotjam 
this is nice! oh! and to tag someone, put this symbol: @ with their name typed out. for example: @gabee (i just thought i'd share in case you want @Droe81 to see your reply ^u^)
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gabee 
thank you! great tip, I will utilize and to @Droe81 again thank you for the super kind words!
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gabee 
@coldfront thank you so very much
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apricotjam 
sure thing! and welcome to prose!!!
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