Bursting From the Sky
I love the rain
The startling burst of a flooding downpour
Breaking loose from the dark clouds above
Slashing through the dense atmosphere
Heavy and thick like white fog everywhere.
Beating against everything in its downward path,
Pelting the thirsty trees, limbs and shrubs
Soaking the parched grass and plants
Washing off the dusty driveway
As the rain keeps pouring down.
I love the rain at night time
Pelting down upon the roof
A steady beat like music to my ears
Akin to the roaring of the ocean
As the waves break against the shore.
As I lay there listening to the rain’s sweet tune
My eyes close in restful repose
And like a bird sailing through the skies
My entire body starts to doze
Into restful sleep
As the rain that I love
Keeps pouring down.
Yes, I love the rain,
The way the earth looks the morning after
When everything is lush and green
And lingering drops settle on green leaves and flower petals
And the grass is wet like early morning dew in spring.
I like the way it purifies the air
Leaving it clean, sweet, and easy to breathe
Fresh and cool,
Pleasant
After a pouring rain.
© 2009 Jeanette Cooper
Share
Print
Save
Follow
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
I love to hear the sound of raindrops hitting the metal roof of our lani. Its sound is soothing ! Great poem!....M
EDWIN
Yes, I love the rain as well. My wife and I were under a beach umbrella at Naples Beach, Florida, when it started to pour buckets of rain. For the first time ever, we just watched the seagulls and the pelicans. What a feast for the eyes. The birds had a ball and so did we. The rain on a beach - a time to remember forever.
Sheila
wonderful poetic acknowledgment ...
I like your romantic but never silly approach here, this is a gentle, sensitive and very thoughtful celebration of one of nature's finest moments.
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.