Long Time Coming
by Dawn Richerson
Friday, April 22, 2005
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The scent of rain a long time coming swirls toward me
like a corkscrew wave buoyed by a swift spring wind.
Disconsolate thunder pushes through the bright day
clearing the way with gusto for approaching squall.
The clarion tone of a churchyard bell rings out,
a small voice sharing the promise of certain grace,
some safe sanctuary, shelter from sudden storm.
Brick and mortar cannot give me what I require.
The first drop falls from heavenís wide arc of goodness
and tastes like the fulfillment of promised mercy,
sugar melting on my tongue. I am a sprouting
seed, thankful for the sunny days that make me tall,
but ready for this storm to shake me from my roots.
I hold fast to the hope that I might grow in love.
The rain slices grey-green sky diagonally
as soft shower gives way to a full-scale assault.
Soft Dogwood petals fly in my face, and I watch
the long-fingered Willow point to patch of white cloud.
Downpour of tears saturates my soul, ready now
for more of You, God of storm, a long time coming.
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|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|outstanding imagery.....excellent poem
|Reviewed by Paul Williams
|Ah! living imagery always makes a poem...excellent work my friend.
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|What beautiful imagery in this incredible piece!!
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Fantastic imagery! Great write.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the imagery is alive in this wonderful poem ... i luv the energy and atmosphere and how it excites and refreshes my imagination ...|
|Reviewed by George Jackson
|I loved this piece...I've been away from the Den too long. Just wonderful, Dawn.|
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|I love storms, too, Dawn. The raw power of nature invigorates my spirit and the rain washes all the polution from my soul. When the sun finally breaks through, there is a gentle calm that comes over the earth and I marvel in how amazingly perfect it all is.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|beautiful imagery in this incredible write, dawn! brava; very well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|So soulful, so yearning, this "long time coming"; a wonderful epithet and something which our hungry hearts can all find a "coathook" for, I'm sure. Beautifully personal and yet universal and resonant too... like the tolling of that bell. Very atmospheric. TY Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Majestic, powerful poem of poignant need--give me more of that storm, too. BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
|Reviewed by Henry Stevens
|Wonderful poem. Strong images, movement, message. Excellent. Henry|
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|Of this is precious...perfect poetry.
Now I am ready for my first cup of coffee.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Well, Dawn... ...Your reach the bottom and thus the whole of my soul with this. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Splendid imagery in this beauty Dawn!
I love the wording, and the message.