When it rains

31/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation



I stand outside

The rain falls

Crashing down

On barren soil

Parched too long

Thirsty for more

Cracked and open

Drinking its fill

Dark waters flowing

Over dusty red plains

To oceans full

Along ancient courses

Where people build

Unsuitable houses

For landscapes old

And disasters new

Where lives are shattered

By that rain

As it falls at once

And crashes still

Then flows and seeps

Until barren soil

Is left once more

The Weather Inside

05/07/2020 –  Poem a Day Compilation



Ever feel like there’s a tiny cloud

That hovers over your head

And follows you wherever you go?

Yeah. Me, too.



Sometimes it’s a wispy white cloud

Casting cheerful shadows

On bright sunny days

That fill my heart with joy.



On other days it’s darker,

Grey and foreboding,

Casting doubt and uncertainty

No matter the weather outside.



Then there are those days

When storm clouds rage

Rain, thunder, lightning, oh my!

And you are cast into despair.



On days such as those

I’d really just like to have

A tiny umbrella and maybe a raincoat

To protect my waterlogged self.



But the worst days come, I feel,

When there’s no clouds at all

But your pockets are full of hail

From a multitude of yesterdays.



When you can see the sunshine

But can’t feel its warmth

And you’re shivering alone in your house,

Screams lost on the passing breeze.

March Poetry Challenge (21st March, 2013)

Weather, it be good or bad …

The sun is shining peacefully,

Burning through my skin
Killing me silently
With its intoxicating rays.

The rain falls from the sky

In drips and drops and floods
Roaring across the landscape,
Not waving but drowning.

The wind picks up a mighty speed

No longer just a breeze,
Ripping by in gusts and gales
And tearing by in hurricanes.

The ice and snow of winter

Make the world into a wonderland
Where slips and slides are commonplace
And the land begins to freeze.