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The first raindrop dropped
Unseen and unheard
Brought tremendous lighting
And thunder played lion
Clouds gathered in fear
And poured tears of rage
Splattering heavly on earth
And all that dwells retreated
Home-home, home sweet home
To shelter before tails were wet

Deep underground, Worms wriggled
The heat smoked departing in vapour
And the mist shifted and drifted on horizon

Suddenly on mountains it bubled
Watzled and bulged and roared
Rolling down with gravity strength
Streams, rivers and dams received
And to grow, they grew, with roars
Swallowing the nearby egdes
Trees loosened and stumbled in

Immediately it poured in the sea
Amidst thunder and lighting
Amidst alarming danger
Unretreating, it thumbed on earth
Great stomping feets
Quenching dry, thirst lands
Wearing the earth away, gulleys shapping through
And somewhere human cry was heard
And it carried on the tough love work


How was my language use?
Submitted by Ann Harvey on 26 September 2009 - 9:47am.
Ann Harvey's picture

Oh what a rain washed drama you paint here Papi

Oh what a rain washed drama you paint here Papi, I love it,
I can see and smell and hear and feel it on me, the dust rising in
your hot country creating poetry in your eyes and you writing it
down with all the inspiration it gives you, this is good drama.

There are, as you know yourself, places where the spelling or
wording is odd and in places too you have used clichés that
do not always enhance, or make beautiful, poetry, but the
essence of your thoughts is good.

I shall take it away with me and look at it for you anon, until then
I leave it with my praise for its character and as always,
idiosynchracy of expression.

Just one thing, cut out the OF after unheard as its not right there!
It will still make sense.

Love to you Papi from Ann