“Gladiolus in the Rain,garden flower,pink and white,” by Valeria Belogurova
You know it comes, the stage is set
Sky turns to grey, wind changes gear
Hushed hiss or pour from sky – all’s wet
A sound you see, a sight you hear.
Pink blossoms pray, “Please, not too hard!”
Worms curl and dance, green frogs all cheer
Bees huddle up near sog-winged birds
A sound you see, a sight you hear.
A day washed clean, dust drained away
Clouds now squeezed dry, bright filtered air
Fresh breeze restored, sense rearranged
Such sights you see, such sounds you hear!
Today’s offering is in kyrielle form.
Sarah is today’s host of dVerse. Sara says:
Tonight, I want you to give me a rainy poem. Give me your rain –
Tao Talk 
I love that refrain – a sound you see, a sight you hear. Rain is so multisensorial. I like the different reactions to the rain, as well.
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Thank you, Sarah.
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so many sights in your rain with all those creatures – and the repeat sounds work well like the dropping of rain
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Thank you, Laura, and for noticing about the rain drops in the repeating lines.
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Nothing like a fresh morning rain to clear the air!
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Yes, Ken :)
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Wonderful to have the rain coming in and clean the world… we need more such rain.
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Thank you, Bjorn, yes, we do.
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Love the slight change in the last line for the last stanza. I remember when I was a little girl and all the worms would seem to come out on the sidewalk after it rained. I thought it neat then….not so much anymore. :)
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Thank you, Lillian. It’s weird to think worms need to breathe, but when they “dance” in the rain, they’ve left the drenched soil and they’re trying not to drown.
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most refreshing, I also appreciate the cleansing quality of rain :)
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:) Just like a human taking a shower, only it’s the earth.
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well said, and all that’s standing there :)
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I like the format, with quatrains and refrain-like repetition.
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Thank you :)
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A beautiful visual crafted by your poem Li. Love it.
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Thanks much, Sadje, glad you enjoyed it.
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You’re always welcome
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What a delightful poem that celebrates the healing, cleansing power of rain.
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Suzanne, thank you very much.
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Nice line: “Pink blossoms pray, “Please, not too hard!””
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Thank you, Frank.
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“A day washed clean, dust drained away”… that’s what I always feel, like having a new piece of paper to write on.
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:)
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Nothing more refreshing than a rain shower. My mother used to say it was God doing his laundry!
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Haha! What a great saying. I love to run in the rain. Tom Robbins writes a passage in one of his books that talks about not being afraid of the rain.
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Great Poem Lisa. I lived the line of the Clouds squeezed dry!
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Dwight, thank you, so glad you enjoyed it :)
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The world does seem cleansed after a good rain. (K)
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I love the anticipation and build-up in the opening stanza, and the reactions of the worms and frogs in the second, Lisa. The final stanza, the ‘day washed clean’ and the clouds squeezed dry, made me sigh with pleasure.
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<3 Your being pleased pleases me.
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:)
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Beautiful, and so apt for today’s weather. The sun has deserted us and the wind and rain have returned. The dark clouds make me so depressed.
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Hope sun returns soon for you! Are you all still on lockdown? Our governor lifted ours yesterday, but I’m so used to staying in now I haven’t been anywhere.
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I don’t feel like I’m on lockdown, except for not being able to travel and go for pints. Been shopping and had family over for barbecue. We can meet at social distances but still can’t travel over 5K and pubs ,certain shopping outlets and restaurants not open yet.
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Good! Do you have any beauty salons nearby? Go for a day of pampering, you’ll feel better, guaranteed. Our beauty salons aren’t open yet, and oh am I waiting for the day.
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They’re not open yet. I’ve put a box colour in my hair, shaved my legs, applied fake tanand made a green tea and yoghurt mask … and that was just to meet my pals in the park for the afternoon. We had a picnic with wine. The weather was fantastic and we had a blast. It was great to just chat and laugh till we almost peed 😁😁😁😎😎
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<3 <3 <3
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This is my favorite kind of day – after the rain when all the dust’s washed off the leaves and out of the air! You did it justice.
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Christine, thanks :)
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This poem is a masterclass- the subtle alliteration, the internal rhyme, the onomatopoeia, the broken and restored rhythm! Brilliant!
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Alexandra, thank you very much, I’m glad you enjoyed it :)
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A lovely description of the rain–felt and seen. I love the just-washed feel of the air after it rains.
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Thank you, Merril. Yes it is a good feeling after the rain.
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Absolutely delightful ……
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Thank you, Helen.
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