Monday, 28 January 2013

Monday Rainstorm 5.15 p.m

S
  p

  r
a
   l

   i
n
  g
out of darkness,
free-falling droplets
d
  i
   v
    e,
deparachuted,
programmed to dissolve
seconds after impact.

They smash and
                                 free-run
against this pane,
snare-drumming in
an arrhythmic time signature,
trapped in intimacy with glass.
 
           ***

A task force deployed
from the sky,
powered by
g
 r
  a
   v
    i
     t
      y,
haphazardly swoons,
to kiss and wake the thirsty soil.

          ***

Nearby
cars crash extravagant
swells in
waves
    r      a      i       g
b     e       k     n
onto pavements.

        ***

An orange streetlamp
blearily blinks and
refocuses the road,
revealing
that lumbering giant:
the number 54.

Through the squall I squint,
though it's hard to tell
a relay of strangers
passing invisible b a t o n s,
from a lurching, light-filled
cheerful, chatting
room on wheels.

       ***

Minutes after the storm
sits down for
peace negotiations,
all is still and well,
save the sea-shell swell
of rubber on tarmac,
e
c
h
o
i
n
g
back
into a neighbourhood's
history.




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20 comments:

  1. ...a familiar scene here..I found this poem and the "sits down for peace negotiations" quite rewarding..smiles.

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  2. smiles...i love it...love the way you creatively present the rain...great word play...and i like as well the serentiy found in those negotiations in the after...

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  3. this makes my heart turn a little summersault,
    so clever and expressive and musical and satisfying.
    thanks for the wonderful share,
    Jennifer

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    1. Thanks for the encouragement. Much appreciated :-)

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  4. Wow ... loved the way you played with words and letters !!!

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  5. Fun and creative presentation...love the wit as well. 'task force' and 'peace negotiations'...ha...great. And living in the Seattle area this all rings so familiar...squinting through the squall quite often around here!

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    1. Thanks Jennifer. Seattle and Glasgow have something in common then :-)

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  6. very cool...and the layout gives some additional power to the rainstorm...cool on the peace negotiations as well...

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  7. Your word play and word usage really gave a sense of the rainstorm. I like the way you arranged some of the words downward, like raindrops. We have one of these rainstorms last night and are about to get another one now. (Beats snow.)

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    1. Thanks Mary. Sounds familiar. Snow just left us last week :-)

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  8. Love this concrete, visual poem!

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  9. free-falling droplets de-parachuted...so many wonderful images, words--intimacy with glass--love that!

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    1. Greatly appreciate your comment Sara. Thanks :-)

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  10. Excellent message and clever wordplay.

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