A Sad Rain Gonna Fall

I meander along lonely as a cloud
with nowhere particular to go,
when the chill of a wild southerly
rushes with purpose over the brow
blows me north to join many more.
As I gaze towards a bane barren land
i sense the plight of desperate farmers
sadly, looking our way with a plea,
rain rain stay, please don’t go away
drifting up to complement our tears.

© Harry J Horsman 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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January 6, 2021 at 10:08 PM
Excellent Harry. Here in Airdrie, Ab. just 30km outside Calgary we depend a great deal on plenty of snow in winter to feed the streams and pray for rain in summer so we don't have cattle dropping all over the place. I can relate. Good stuff as always. God Bless, JB
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January 4, 2021 at 2:45 PM
wow, this is so atmospheric, harry. How did I miss this one. One of your recent best for imagery .
Sands Avatar
December 27, 2020 at 5:32 AM
Excellent personification of the cloud and leads the reader to feel what these farmers do! Well done Harry :)
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
December 25, 2020 at 2:14 AM
wonderful xx
Rodrigues Avatar
December 24, 2020 at 6:44 AM
Indeed sad, Harry!
Crabtree Avatar
December 22, 2020 at 3:55 PM
An interesting read, harry. I took the journey with you :)
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December 21, 2020 at 10:48 AM
I think clouds are so beautiful to watch as they change shape, imagine floating around like a cloud, meandering and building up with purpose over the brow, yet sadly watching the farmers pleading for the rain please not to go away - how desperate they must be and how sad you must be for them that their land is so barren. Great Poem Harry- a blessed Christmas to you and all your family, be safe, take care. Jennifer. Hugs, Jennifer.
Dome Avatar
December 21, 2020 at 9:32 AM
just love this Harry some great lines and beautiful language. well done.
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December 21, 2020 at 4:41 AM
If you were a cloud Harry this is how you would be, thoughtful and caring. Lovely write. Hugs
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December 21, 2020 at 4:30 AM
Lonely as a cloud...you meander well, Harry--a lovely meter to your free verse. Enjoyed the ride with you.
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December 20, 2020 at 10:43 PM
One can feel the tragedy of lack of rain. ~~
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