When the Rains Came

When the Rains Came

A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin




The rains came and washed

Windows and asphalt

With pebbles on the beach


Exploding on lakes and rivers

Like fingers on piano keys

In a flurry of haste and abandon


Cascading down red brick chimneys

Onto black tar shingles

Swooshing through metal gutters


Spewing from drainage pipes

Roaring through culverts

And all the while, glistening


For days the incessant drip

Echoed through rooms

Muffled music on the radio


Sounds of a thirsty dog

Lapping a sloshing bowl

Waves and sheets breath and shush


At night droplets tap danced

Like water color blues

Tambourine puddles in the soul


It sang an endless lullaby

Soothing the world with whispers

Making the earth remember


Primordial floods and deluge

Leaving behind the clean-swept

Rock faces of canyons to drain


All colors were brighter

Grass became green and moist

Trees stood more erect


While roots rushed downward

Retrieving what was lost

From subterranean pools


The monsoon returns again

In dry seasons we recall

Wet footprints on the floor


And now the cane grows tall

Rice grows in flooded fields

Because the rains came



© 2018 Fabian G. Franklin

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Rain, can be a friend or a destroyer. I saw the leftover of the Honduras coastline and New Orleans. My unit helped in the clean-up. I agree with the ending. Nature will return. She will outlast man. Thank you Fabian for sharing the amazing words and thoughts.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago

It could just be my overthinking, but I feel that all your poems adhere to a specific color pallete in my mind... like, its a quirk of mine that when I write a poem, i have a color palette and a word pallete in my mind..Was just curious if you do that too...
The sequence you used for the description conjures the scene perfectly. Monsoons are definitely my favourite, and rains always make me feel fresh and alive!

Posted 3 Weeks Ago

I remember that kind of rain from my youth. I guess the words and scenes you used aroused a feeling of newness, a feeling of baptism. Each scene was alive and joyful. Great poem. CD

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Added on January 12, 2018
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Fabian G. Franklin

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