Let It Rain

Let It Rain

A Poem by dovetailer
"

the calm before...and after...the storm...

"

Let it Rain

 

like impending doom

the low grey clouds gather

ominous in their darkness

approaching

like the dust of an angry horde in the distance

the harbinger breeze heralds

the inevitable deluge

with rumbling thunder

the fluttering flashes of lightning

here and gone

and here again

palpable tension

smells of ether in the air

the dampness in the wind

on our face as we wait

stillness

like the moment before

a stifling sneeze...

big...wet...kamikaze drops

make the leaves dance

as they take the brunt

of the first rasher of raindrops

like spies checking out the Promised Land...

the first wave...

plink...plink...plink

on the shed tin roof

plop...plop...plop

in the back yard bird bath

erupting

disrupting serenity of the surface stillness

splat...splat...splat

spattering

wet drops on the dry deck...

first five

then a hundred...

a thousand....

a million falling from the pregnant sky

arriving like a wall of wispy water through the trees

the lightning strikes

like preemptive artillery from

a vengeful God

the shout of the rain

and the booms of thunder so close

I feel the crash in my bones

I stand in the storm...

fearlessly face the fray

soaked to the skin

immersed in the mounting maelstrom

no quarter sought...

no quarter given...

water washed over my windows

my world

through the gutters and downpipes

wending its way

down the driveways to the drains...

coursing along the curbs...

relentless in its race to the sea

and I...enrapt

endure to the end

stopping as swiftly as it started

the storm bids “adieu “

leaving a drip-dry world

in its watery wake

cleansed

and as the clouds depart

on a westerly wind

they leave a blaze of blue sky

and soothing sunshine

giving wetted ways

a glittery gleam until gone...

soon, the birds sing

and like the passing storm

life moves on

 


© 2010 dovetailer



Author's Note

dovetailer
who doesn't love a pounding thunderstorm?

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it is fantastic…
you have good observation skills..
and you translate what you saw into nice poems with a special blend of emotions……
very beautiful….



Posted 6 Years Ago


you captured this beautifully..i love the sound of rain and there is nothing like a storm...good writing...

Posted 6 Years Ago


What a wonderful and delightful write on one of my favorite parts of nature....great job :)
Peace
Robin

Posted 6 Years Ago


Hello dovetailer,

A good thunderstorm can be an artistic experience. Watching the lighting crack open the sky and turning night into day, it is an elegant dance of light and sound. Rain can be a soothing shower washing away the stress and tortures of any day. Well written and well executed.

Regards,

Matthew

Posted 6 Years Ago


I do I do! I love being out in it, no matter I get soaked, it is so powerful, so alive......and you capture that in every line you have written, my fave being

first five
then a hundred...
a thousand....
a million falling from the pregnant sky

Wonderful........and you have the calm after........


Posted 6 Years Ago


'wet drops on the dry deck... ~ first five ~ then a hundred.. ~ a thousand ~ a million falling from the pregnant sky ~ arriving like a wall of wispy water ~ through the trees ~ the lightning strikes ~ like preemptive artillery from ~ a vengeful God ~ the shout of the rain ~ and the booms of thunder so close'

love the build-up in this poem .. the storm moves in, word by word by word; you really must enjoy a good storm to feel every stage of it .. and so do I.

'the birds sing ~ and like the passing storm ~ life moves on'

wonderfully calm finish.


Posted 6 Years Ago


Full of emotion and mystery.. this was a free flowing weave full of life. Rain is replenishing and you are right who doesn't like a great thunderstorm? Well I can say some are frightened terribly by them.. myself as a parent of two children who were terrified in younger days.. made popcorn parties and allowed them to get up and watch. Better to embrace the storm.. they learned to love storms that way and it always does move on! Great metaphorical writing.. Adorable picture of yourself and such a bubbly child.. really cute.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on October 31, 2010
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Tags: rain, raindrops, thunder, lightning


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