Too cold in the field
in the rain yesterday
so wrapped up in a towel
I came back from the fray
my little legs sank
right up to my chest
on the waterlogged ground
so I needed a rest
quite soon when I got there
as it wasn't nice
and just half an hour later
I didn't think twice
Too cold in the field
in the rain yesterday
as my legs are quite short
in a small canine way
alright for my humans
in warm coats and hats
but a different thing
for small furry chaps
so we didn't stay long
just a short trot around
for a sniff and a wee
on the water-logged ground
From the window of my office
looking south o'er Worthing town
a looming grey above me
told of rain soon coming down
and yet the glow beyond that
where the sea joined with the shore
told of brighter things to come
with sun shining once more
and as it turned out t'was the latter
which prevailed at end of day
November chill with sunshine
and no rain on homeward way
It rained and then
it rained some more
and the more it rained
the more I saw
as water trickled
here and there
and got in
almost everywhere
And we got wetter
wetter still
and still it rained
and rained until
it couldn't rain
more if it tried
and then the sun came
and it dried
Rain it came
and soothed my soul
with rhythm there
to make me whole
Refreshing
after days of dry
it watered
and began to cry
Many tears
on streets below
to heal the earth
new life to grow
and though now grey
the sky above
when comes the rain
is one I love
As there with
pitter patter sound
the raindrops fall
upon the ground
And puddles form
and children play
they splash around
throughout the day
Yes rain it came
its sound unique
awoke me early
from my sleep
and just like
other sunny days
it broke the mould
from my malaise
And helped me
here to realise
not with discomfort
or surprise
that life in many
turns will take
and what it gives
is mine to make
Watched whilst bathed in sunshine
as the storm it gathered strength
and the sky out there grew darker
knew it'd soon arrive at length
So we packed away the beach hut
in sunshine heat still strong
as we both knew it would change soon here
and there'd be rain before too long
Still, it had been a jolly good one
this mid-september heat
tho the thunderstorm still lurking
would not admit defeat
As before we made it safe back home
though now sheltered in the car
the rain arrived in buckets
thunder rumbling from afar
And lightning lit the darkened sky
as with cacophonic sound
the storm we'd seen at distance
consumed everything around
Pit patter of rain
on the water down there
almost silent the sound
but lovely to share
and watching it fall
yes every small drop
I am mesmerised here
lest it should now stop
Pit patter of rain
the circles at start
concentric the spread
from the very heart
and watching them fall
to this precious scene
is a magical place
I have so often been
Pit patter of rain
as a summer befalls
with the warmth of the air
as each raindrop calls
is something to cherish
as an antonym here
to something that's good
not something to fear
I would go to the beach hut
if not for the rain
which is making it feel
like winter again
Or maybe a wander
up there on the hill
as it doesn't much matter
if I keep dry until
the sod of fair Sussex
under my feet
is trodden again
to make life complete
But instead I think I'll
stay at home in the dry
and watch as this wet
summer day passes by
Summer in abandon
grey and rainy every day
sometimes very windy
and quite miserable I'll say
The sun has gone on holiday
and left us quite alone
which isn't very thoughtful
as we're still stuck at home
So long days lounging on the beach
are absent at this time
as are evenings out the back
with a warm glass of wine
But just around the corner
August waits with bated breath
so perhaps there is a glimmer
for us here, the bereft
For though we all may grumble
it's amazing how the sun
shows how short the memory
is in everyone
Fickle we may be, but hey
it's summer after all
and it's not that much to ask
so 'sunshine' hear the call!
July the first and summer continues
warming up just a tad I presume
Cos with May the rain
in bucketloads came
which continued cool into June
So I'm trusting July will show us the summer
and the heat that all of us need
Cos we can't go abroad
a call Covid called
so we need a good summer indeed
July the first promise, you know you can do it
it's not really that much to ask
so do the right thing
and make our hearts sing
by proving you are up to the task
The garden's gone ballistic
over just the last few days
with branches full of colour
grown in lots of different ways
It's looking like a jungle
so we'll have to see to that
giving it a summer trim
with branches for the hack
It's amazing how a little rain
can bring about such change
but it won't take much to fix it all
when we get to rearrange
and it all adds to the loveliness
for pleasure to deploy
in a little have out the back
and a garden to enjoy
...all about me and my life in words. I write most days, carrying an ideas book around in which I capture a word snapshot of life around me. So there's a lot here about Sussex and the sea and anything else I see that inspires.
The pictures are mine too. Some taken to match a poem; some poems written to match a pic; others chosen because they work well with words written.
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