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!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem after a long summer drought.

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Gillian Wiles's picture

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.

Karyn Indursky's picture

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).

ugonna's picture

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

onelilartist's picture

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

kat's picture

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

William M. Sowman's picture

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