African Rain
,
I wished in vain
For little drops of rain
While the ground lay dry
And cracked beneath my feet
,
The hot wind teased
The brown grass seeds
And blew them helter-skelter
Across the dust-dry earth
,
A muted rumbling
A flash of lightning
Far away in the vastness
Of the mountainous distance
,
Relief was looming
The rain was coming
Dark clouds appeared, rain escaping
In a deluge straight from heaven
,
©DGA 24 November 2011 08:26










Graphic!
Only trouble is that now it’s here, it is tending to overdo things!
Oh, yes, Col. that is the African way, not so!
You have such a wonderful way of projecting your imagery.
Thank you, Gran, that’s such a nice thing to say…
Rain to cleanse the heart and hearth…
Yes, cleansing rain… thanks Maxi.
yeah can get kinda scary when the rain comes again in abundance after drought…but what a blessing…smiles.
Yes, it can be, beause it washes straight off the land instead of being soaked up. But it cools the air wonderfully, Brian.
Perhaps nature’s way of baptizing us
Haha, Carl, more like nature’s way of washing us…
Beautiful poem, Denise!
Thanks so much, Nancy. Happy Thanksgiving! xxx
Nicely done Denise, it’s fun to take the subject at hand and turn it into a poem, Isn’t it? It really is a talent, and you have it.
So, as the Irish say: “May the rain fall soft upon your fields”
May the crows, your corn, not steal
and may your heart, love always feel
and may your ship, stay even keeled.
Ha, I made up the last three lines, but a blessing is a blessing…
Have a wonderful day.
Thank you, Jack, for the lovely poem including the last three lines which really fit well! Hope you are having a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Blessings from heaven come in their own time, it seems…
Yes, they do, Ruth, and sometimes in different guises…
Feeling refreshed!
Oh, yes, 1S, just what the doctor ordered, lol!
Rain is blessed even in England, Denise.
It must be so much more valued in Africa. And some folk get so little rain.
Thank you
John
Thank you, John. I called it African Rain because it usually comes in downpours, with thunder and lightning, but is relatively brief. We seldom get set-in rain, steady drizzle for days at a time.
Like the image of the seeds blowing across the dry earth
It hasn’t rained here for a while and everything looks tinder dry – hoping for rain soon (and then it will rain to much – haha).
Haha, Gabe, your’re so right! We have had little storms virtually every night recently and DOWNPOURS that you wonder where it all comes from!
The cracked earth is a striking image. I can imagine when you are waiting for rain in Africa that when it eventually comes it is like a heavenly thing. I really enjoyed this poem. Great work!
Thanks, Selma. There are some arid areas in this country that get very little rain so it is always really welcome.
I am so glad the rain did come it was a dry Spring for us.
Yes, it was dry here too, and the rain has been good.