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SWEET RAIN.
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NATURE Sweet rain, our eager hearts rejoice
To hear your gentle patter.
The thirsty earth sighs glad relief
As you its surface splatter.
Your sight our eyes so long had sought
Despair had near beset us.
Now make our drought-torn county damp
And nevermore forget us.
Your liquid burden on us drop
And quench our shrivelling garden.
Pay attention to our desperate need
That we may grant you pardon.
Too long have you withheld your face,
Toward us turned your back.
The sun too long a tyrant's played
And caused the soil to crack.
Each tree holds out its every leaf
And begs you to caress it.
It gratefully drinks in every drop
As welcome showers address it.
The grass that's scorched a bitter brown
Had near given up the ghost,
So, rain, put all your effort in it
And do your uttermost!
We don't get many droughts here in England but I have watched a lot of nature programs and can, in a way, understand how the earth must feel when the rains fall and regenerate the ground. Your poem has captured those feelings very well. In a way it's a happy poem and I like it - thank you for writing it.
This poem has a wonderful play on words. It's ironic how you describe rain as sweet when normally we think of it as cold, wet, dripping, bitter, salty. You get your creative side exposed a little bit at a time until it's out there smiling back at your readers. It's a delightful poem and I hope to see more posts from you soon (because I'm running out of your poetry to read and critique).
Refreshing and calmly touching.
A personificatory spirit of the
sublime pervades the lines of:
"SWEET RAIN".
One comes to realize, spurred
by the poem's heartful beat,
the rejuvenating essence of
rain in life.
A symbolic and real cherishment
of our Creators natural gift
so needed for life and human
and environmental survival:
"Each tree holds out its every leaf
And begs you to cress it..."
A comforting read indeed!
Ugonna
Again you've looked into my own heart with your words. "Sweet" rain. That's the key. We had a drought two years ago that was so bad that I only mowed my two acre yard three times all summer. The grass wasn't growing. I could visualize all you had to say here. Great job.
Jessica
This is very nice and nicely done. You captured the whole concept very well.
I love the rain...from gentle mists to thunderous lighting storms.
Kim
Few things more important than the rain. I wonder what place love has in all of this nature scene. Is it viable
from a far distance. Or must love exist up close? Billy