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A Shock of Rain
by Jerelyn Craden
Saturday, October 14, 2006
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Nature's volatile magnificence.

Sitting at my workstation all hell breaks loose.
Rain hits the window in floods.
Wind howls through glass, tossing curtains.
Lighting strikes, flashes, lashes
a camera gone mad.
Thunder Drummer doesn’t stop.
This is percussion’s night.

Palm trees shake.
Rain pelts.
Lightning cracks, breaks.
Broken edged shocks of laser
one gigantic release
free, dynamic,
bigger than ego,
to be grasped,
taken in its teeth,
its heartless heart.

More bowling pins struck at 2OOO decibels,
kicked down thrown down blown down.
Viaducts bloat.
Trees rip.
Loins burst.
Starstruck lovers, dumbstruck.
Passion halted by more dominant demands.

Phoenix in transition.
Phoenix undone, undressed,
tosses its ashes to spirit,
to prayer,
to the non-linear well of eternal darkness,
eternal freedom,
eternal life.

Quiet now.
Time to hear doves coo.
But the aftermath prevails.

Tires slash puddles as lights blur windows.
Sirens wail.
Something’s wrong.
Something’s happened.
Someone’s hurt.

Reflection in the window,
computer screen on my glasses,
satin bra shines from the glow.
The show is over but the melody lingers on.
Let it linger.
Let it cry.
Let it clean.

Bowl of eaten berries,
cold cup of tea,
a week old script about a brand new product,
notes never read,
books dog-eared and frayed,
fingernails about to be painted,
tub, soon to be filled.
Sky whistles all clear.
Rain runs back from where it came.

I am one with this
biting my breath,
being the wet,
the dank,
the light,
the darkness,
the bittersweet.

I know only sounds,
I know only this.
This is all I know.          

Vessie Flamingo
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Reviewed by Z McClure
After I read the first two lines, I suddenly saw this storm and nearly heard its howling around me and my computer! If you write like this when you write a novel, I have got to read more!
Wow. This is almost as good as being there.
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
Amazing imagery hre, Jerelyn! The awesome power of nature roars through every line....well done!

Reviewed by Ahmad Abang
Despite that initial wish to deny the rain, the poet moves on to accept and enjoy it. Well-written.
Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
Vessie, this poem is so "in the moment." I really felt every image you conveyed deeply within my being upon reading it. Wonderfully written, you have a great eye and ear for nature that comes across strong in every stanza, drawing the reader into the experience with you. Perfect!
Reviewed by Axilea MU
I am very receptive to the way you link one thought to another and naturally make new meaning, in sometimes unexpected ways.

Images appear all of a sudden in the reader's mind. And, little by little, a whole world exists, ready to be shared.

The second stanza is a favorite of mine, so visually original and strong. Strikes like lightening!

Warmest best,


Reviewed by Chuck Keller
Ah, the Tempest described by a master! Another wonderful work!
Reviewed by Art Sun
Nice....a very nice view of this thought or rather thoughts on the ....rain...

Art Sun.....
Reviewed by Brett Moore
I love this, Jerelyn. I'm speechless.
Reviewed by Bennett
Well expressed thoughts and a pleasure to read and find you.
Reviewed by D. Byron Patterson
JC -- great positioning -- our little bits of everyday against the majesty of what is always larger than us -- I love the internal storm of recognition, that realization of how much we really are a part of all of it. DB
Reviewed by Chanti Niven
This has a symphonic feel. I could almost hear the music as I read the words. Dramatic and impactful. A thoroughly enjoyable read.
Reviewed by J M
I agree poetic voice is excellent in this piece.... Excellent.
Reviewed by jude forese
your voice and imagery drench my imagination with a stimualting perspective ... the nature of nature and it affect ...
Reviewed by Rhonda Drogo (Reader)
Very much enjoyed; Our universe, our thoughts, your room, your choice of words. Vivid to the minds eye!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Aww that weather sounds majestic to me, nature showing off.
Great word pictures, as the images are so vivid...
Reviewed by Regis Auffray
I find your verses completely captivating, Jerelyn. I am wishing for rain here (I know, hard to believe being on the West Coast) because we have not had any substantial rainfall for a long time. It does not seem normal. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you,

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