I slept all day and woke to the rain,
With the low purr of thunder rolling around my temples.
Through my open window rose, darkly, the scent of the earth,
Cool, ripe, metallic,
Revived by the unforecast shower.
I waited, the airless gap stretching wider,
Time stepping, achingly, forwards,
Slicing away second upon second,
Until, finally, the clouds sparked with great forks of lavender light
Which, with all their majesty, faded as quickly as they had come.
It has rained for many hours now.
The sky demands we witness her.
Categories:
unforecast, love, rain, storm, weather,
Form: Free verse
Here you are ending so fast
with a yesterday so vast
like a season unforecast!
You came with your own kind of splendour
portraying each day like the goods of a market vendor
and who can deny you’re now at the door!
The events you call
were mysteries in all
and we couldn’t just stand and fall
But to fight and stand as a hall
As we pray, you don’t halt
Ephemeral Echoes
Categories:
unforecast, inspirational, life, poetry, seasons,
Form: Free verse