Poem: Waiting for the Rain

Waiting for the Rain

This image inspired the following words…

 

Waiting for the Rain

 

Keep the truths away

From the windswept

Regions of my heart

For the storms have come

Before…

It is not something new

I am accustomed

To the distant rumbling

Of impending thunder

The darkened clouds

The threat of rain –

When gentle,

A blessed sign

But sometimes

The assault is rough.

You never know, do you

Before the approaching storm

Whether to shield your eyes

Or hide in the shadows

Or perhaps, it is best

To just stand still,

Knowing that even this – shall pass.

A solitary soul

Standing in a field

Waiting for the rain to fall.

 

© Sumyanna 2018

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16 Comments Add yours

  1. Beautifully composed !

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you so very much!

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  2. That’s a gorgeous image, Sumyanna – and your poem does it justice.

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you dear lady! I know it seems I fell off the side of the earth, but I am still here 🙂 Things have been incredibly busy this year so I haven’t posted as much or visited. Then, summer came and I took time off away from the computer. My daughter is in her senior year of high school and there’s lot to do to prepare for her future. I am back online now and hope to post, but as you know… we can’t always predict life. It is so good to see you!!!

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      1. It’s great to hear from you – I somehow knew you hadn’t disappeared for good. Blogging should never take the place of real life 🙂

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        1. Sumyanna says:

          Definitely not gone… just silent for a bit. I agree… and I seriously have enjoyed spending time with the kids without deadlines and expectations.

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  3. leigha66 says:

    I love this one… both poem and picture are wonderful!

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you dear Leigha!

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      1. leigha66 says:

        You’re welcome.

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  4. robbiecheadle says:

    The ending is very poignant, Sumyanna. A wonderful poem.

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  5. Lying on my back, in a field, in the rain, I wonder what it would be like to be a mosquito and to be hit by a raindrop. The force must be incredible!

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      I shudder at the thought! Gives you a whole new perspective. Your comment truly made me smile. It’s nice to think outside of the box!

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  6. Beautiful, as always. It is not always that the rain is gentle as you said. Sometimes, the devastation cased by the rain or storm is beyond human understanding. 🙂

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Gosh, we just had a sudden downpour and hail right before I read your comment today. Sadly, many know of its devastation. It is beautiful though, when it is gentle.

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Why thank you sweet lady 🙂

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