Rain

v2 Hiding, riding in clouds You come down from Heaven Kissing leaves and flowers, filling streams Sometimes merciless…pouring Other times gentle…misting Sporadically invited, frequently intruding Persistently presumptuous You can be cool or warm Soft or hard You may clean our wrath Soothe our soul Quench our thirst Whether you come in showers or seasons Leaving puddles of sorrow or pools of joy One thing is consistent, absolute… You are always falling…

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Robert Pettit

Date: 4/15/2025 2:51:00 PM

Nicely written. Not everybody looks at rain the way you apparently do.

Mickey Grubb
Date: 4/16/2025 10:12:00 AM

True. Thank you, Robert, for reading and commenting.

Barthwell Farmer

Date: 4/15/2025 10:21:00 AM

Love the expanse of the details expressed when experiencing and observing rain, the original ways here of conjuring comparisons as well as detailing the direct attributes of what such weather does as a natural element. I also like the subtle ways in which a sense of timing is evoked whether through appreciatively witnessing rain as immediate or timeless.

Mickey Grubb
Date: 4/15/2025 2:47:00 PM

Thank you, Barthwell, for your thoughtful feedback! I appreciate how you noticed the interplay of contrasts in the poem. I’m happy the imagery and sense of rhythm resonated with you. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment, my friend. -Mickey G