Day of Rain

Give me a day of rain--
a day that's gray as a pigeon's breast,
a sky that hangs still, as if holding its breath.

Inhale as a drizzle begins to form;
a fine, salted mist, like ocean spray,
that suffuses the gray with life's soft elixir.

Watch, as the mist turns over to pattering droplets,
splashing on the porch like tiny, watery missiles.

Listen from inside the glow of the kitchen
as the drops become torrents, 
beating on the roof, slashing against the windowpane.

Curl in the chair, 
enfolded in a knitted afghan,
head cradled in a down pillow.

Let eyelids slide closed
to the thrumming of blessed rain,
and float away on rushing rivulets
to the sea.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Sambourne Avatar
February 13, 2022 at 7:08 PM
There's a fine lyrical quality to this poem that conveys the gentle wash of rain as it streams its way to the sea. Very well penned. Brian
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