God squeezed the clouds
like over soaked wash rags,
dripping drops of crystal heaven
on the cracked cries of thirsty dirt.
It’s the best rain we’ve had
since Noah’s ghost passed through
sometime last year,
maybe, the year before.
The trees shook like wet dogs,
some patches of grass
drank so much
they were inside out with water.
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21 comments:
great write pat
especially love that third stanza
that's just the way it's been here
cheers
Wonderful imagery, Pat!
I really enjoyed this one!
Thank you
Margie
AWESOME!
It's about time that you got some good rain! Glad you got it.
So glad Pat you finally got a good rain in your area.
I love that last verse!
this sounds like the rain was as refreshing as your poem.
excellent!
Enjoyed this poem, Pat.
Great last image, Pat, winds it up very effectively.
Wonderful Pat. Loved the part about "Noah's ghost" This left me with knowing the true meaning of being drenched though and through.
Excellent poetry. Thank you!
lol... I enjoyed this Pat! Thank you!
You never disappoint, Pat!
Each line overflowing... this is a bonus read!
Good one--sounds like ya'll getting some well needed rain, or is this just what you're hoping for?
gosh you sum up heavy rain well in this one!
a juicy one..., the wet rags of clouds and the shaking of wet dogs..... love the imagery pat !!
This is absolutely marvelous!
How wonderfully written this is.
Thank you.
I feel like splashing into a muddy puddle...wat fun!
I like this, Pat!
Congratulations, I know the rain had to have been a real relief! Just after you left your comment on my poem saying how dry it was out your way, we had rain here for the first time this winter. It was a pleasant, spring-like soak, which had such a hopefull quality. After that, however, it dropped six inches of snow for the rest of the day.
Love the images. Especially how the trees shook.
This is one of my favorite poems of yours! I can see it being published. This is the kind of thing one would read on the NY Subway on "Poets in Motion".
My favorite line is "Noah's ghost."
Kudos!
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