Mistress Rain
I live in the UK, so I have a permanent on-again-off-again affair with her
Rain has a fetch, a double, a spirit
We can smell before she falls
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Before we feel Claustrophobia, the heavy sky
Leaning in on us
Ahead of Pitter patter
Steady first fat drops
Confidently banging on the window
As if he wants to come in
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Clothes sticking to skin
Damp, chilly
Click-clack of hurrying heels
Tsking of optimistic fools who hung out laundry
Curses at gusts of wind
Broken brollies
And muddy dogs
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Laughter
Children jumping in puddles
Roar of hastening traffic
Cold dirty wave drenches my feet and ankles
A glimpse of the child in the back seat
Head resting against the window
Eating up the hours and miles
Like children everywhere
By racing raindrops
Down the pane
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Warm, dry embrace of Home
Welcomes us back
No judgement or question
About the breath of Rain on our skin
Wet smudge on our collar
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The feel and peel of clammy clothes
Sloughed to the floor
Sigh into fresh pyjamas
Hot mug warms palms
Chasing away her cool wet bite
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Bathe in the soothing sound of her
Still outside my window
Kissing the leaves
Softly, then passionately
Rising to a crescendo
Enspelling me swiftly down into sleep
Studding my dreams with her staccato song
Riveting me firmly into snug slumber
So thoroughly I don't even hear her leave
Tiptoe-ing over the horizon
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The world wakes
Shakes
Delicate diamond droplets on bright petals
Splashes of colour in dour hedgerows
A little Yes at the roadside
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Tiny prisms burst from sparrows wings
Blinking, we emerge into the weak sunlight
Noses lifted to smell the fresh ghost of rain
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Thank you for reading. Poetry is not my happy place. If I do dip my toe in it, I prefer to make it rhyme, but there is also something satisfying about pouring the words out and nailing them to the page with the sole aim to reflect exactly what I'm feeling in a given moment.
Please do leave a comment so I can reciprocate the read!
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