This is another everyday poem. The Midwest has been pretty soggy lately. One morning after a storm, I was driving to work and the rain kept dropping off the trees. I had to keep turning my windshield wipers on even though it wasn't really raining. I decided there had to be a poem in this experience.
Residual Rain
Residual rain gathers in the trees
waiting for an opportunity to fall.
This rain doesn't make the long journey
from the clouds to the ground,
but takes a short hop
from the leaves
to the unsuspecting windshields below.
It drops with a plop,
blurring the vision
of the irritated drivers who flick it away
with one swipe of the wiper blades.
Just when we think the storm is over,
this splatter reminds us
that we haven't quite come in from the rain.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
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I am a poet and photographer who likes sports, jazz and art inspired by other art. I served in the U.S. Marine Corps during the early 1970's and was assigned to the Computer Sciences School in Quantico, VA. I have published a chapbook of grief poems, I Keep You with Me. My work also has appeared in publications such as Thorny Locust Magazine, core. zine,The Enigmatist, Veterans' Voices and Kansas Time + Place An Anthology of Heartland Poetry. My visual art pieces combine poetry and photographs, and have been most recently displayed at InterUrban ArtHouse, Johnson County Arts & Heritage Center, Buttonwood Art Space, and The Smalter Gallery.
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Funny, I was just sitting by an open window relishing the sound of the snow MELTING. That has the same effect - driving around with no snow or rain, but the snow/ice melting and dripping off the trees makes you have to use your wipers anyhow.
ReplyDeleteWe're having our first significant rain in a while today. The temperature is dropping so we may get a litle snow later.
DeleteGreat piece Michelle. I love looking at rain and the sound of rain when I am at home. But I definitely do not like it when I have to drive in it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kenya. As predicted, yesterday's rain turned to snow overnight. Driving this morning was not fun!
DeleteIt's always a delight to read your poems, Michelle! I love the memories of nature, Missouri-style.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lara. It's residual ice and snow right now!
DeletePretty, Michelle.
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking it up with the TALU!
Thanks, Anne. I'm enjoying TALU!
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