Rain Sounds

Rain falls straight down

Banging on the roof

To get in

Out of the rain


Pounding so hard

I cannot hear

Myself think straight

In or out of the rain


Day after day the rain pounds down

The washing piles up

Clothes from the back are worn

Long forgotten now seeing the light of this dark day

In the limelight once again

Mismatched cotton


Humid so quiet before the gales

I hear the neighbours bang a cupboard door

No privacy as arguments echo around the base of this mountain

Irate tones angry words swear in a swirl

Which of our neighbours is now losing control?

As dogs bark and distant thunder begins to rumble along to the tune of rage


Rain eases to a perpetual drip

A rhythmic susurration of frogs

Accompanies the drip drip drip from the leaves

I begin to doze lullabies and dreams

The cupboard bangs shut again

Yet still the frogs keep on singing

‘Cause humans and cupboards and anger and noise

Are not as important as rain


Copyright Feb 2013


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