Let There Be Rain

A Poem by Summer D.

Let There Be Rain.... So that we might cleanse away.

Let There Be Rain

I recognize you.

Below the white parasol.

Strikes of silver foil.

The despised beauty.

Dare say I? Our seasons core.

Frown; a twisted smile.

Soothing hues of morrow.

Clarity mingles with rain.

The pitter patter.

Oh let there be rain!

So that the day descends.

Oh let there be rain!

With a parting gaze.

I loose sight of her grey eyes.

We; intangible.

Light makes a slow rise.

Fragments of a mirror wise.

Why were you broken?

Muse; an after breeze?

A cutthroat awakening.

I pricked myself blind.

Just Clarity stays.

Rain, what a sorrowful dame!

Can you see it now?

Summer D.

Also Known As: Aisha_U

© 2012 Summer D.

Author's Note

A personal saying I have whenever I’m upset.
“ Let there be rain.”

I like the rain. It’s soothing. Even despite it’s gloomy facade.
The rain washes everything away and it makes everything brighter. My dad had asked me years ago, I have yet to get to it, to write lyrics to Coltrane’s “After the Rain.” When we were walking through a park one day (it had just finished raining) my dad told me to observe the park. Everything looked bright, sharper, and clearer. The imperfections had simply been washed away. The sky was beginning to gain color. It was a nice moment. Ever since I’ve just told myself “Let there be rain.” Whenever I get mad.
So that maybe my anger might melt away.

55 Days Left.
Waiting on my English class to start! (Which was cancelled -deep breath-) So that I might talk to Ami. Oh woeth me! How I miss my clockwork friends so~

Listening to Muse. I had sort of forget about them to be totally honest. So now I’m making up for my failure.

4/5/2012

(Technically; I’m writing this on the 11th. I fell of my poems. Aha..)

I’m going to ramble a bit about my choice of words. This wasn’t meant to be a fancy poem by any means... more of a thought I just wanted to write out on paper. Better understanding, maybe? I wanted to give this poem certain human aspects. So, my choice of language might be a little bit odd, but they’re all just allusions to nature. I like to think of Rain as a person. A beautiful person but someone who parades around in a masquerade- a gloomy one at that. She’s barely recognizable because not a lot of people like her; they spend their days, when she’s out, hiding away. Rain is unpredictable. She’s a visitor in pretty much every season- our seasons core. Her facade, a frown, is really nothing but a twisted smile. The poem goes on and on...

I eventually reach the idea of Rain and Clarity. Rain is a prelude to Clarity. They mingle and disperse. The pitter patter is the aftermath. Laughter of sorts. Rain is slowly fading... Grey eyes are usually associated with “storminess” and again, I’m aiming for that humanistic feel. Rain would make quite a crummy lover, don’t you think? With her moody tendencies. She’s intangible of sorts. I think of Light as myself, sleeping in on the weekend, waking up to the sounds of my family bustling around- it’s a slow rise. Yet- Fragments of a wise? Oo~ Such a mysterious line. Let’s keep it that way. The mirror being broken represented a sort of rage; our anger before clarity. Our turmoil before inner peace. We muse...an after breeze of our actions. Our newfound sight is a violent awakening- cutthroat. Before I was blind, but of my own doing. Think “Sleeping Beauty” perhaps. It is self-brought fate; not purely a prediction. A little nod towards “Macbeth.”

Rain, of course, departs leaving Clarity to dance by herself. Ah, Rain. What a girl- a sorrowful, dame!
Now that Rain has crossed through the lime green fields.
Can you see it now?
What you might see will vary....

YT,

Summer.

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The XYZ Writer

Your works never fail to make me think. The way you used Clarity and Rain was a pretty good idea. I actually read this poem before, but literally was speechless (or typing-less).

Congrats on another strong poem. :)

Posted 11 Months Ago

Jasmine Thousand

I love the rain too. The others in my family hate it...but I like it much better. I think I'll take that saying "Let there be rain" It's calming somehow.

On the poem,
I love the flow, it's a strong poem, and the choice of words was amazing.

Great work!
~*Jasmine Thousand~*

Posted 11 Months Ago

The Scholar

I love summer -- don't get me wrong -- but I have to say, I love rainy days even more. And I love your quote "Let there be rain!" It's so cool, I might use it sometime. :)

As for the poem, it was extremely well-written. It's neat how there's a bunch of haikus strung together. I had an idea of what you were going for when I first read it, but after reading your description, it made much more sense. Beautiful personification of Rain and Clarity . . .
I always love your stuff. :)
Later.

Posted 11 Months Ago

Kayliee

You're choice of words made it very easy for me to feel the emotion that was put into this piece; I'm still struggling to do that with my work xP. This is really one of the best poems I have ever read--not joking. I really have nothing else to say but that it was beautiful, meaningful, and quite original. :)