SAVE ME FROM THE RAIN

© June 11, 2010

The rain gently, tenderly kisses my upturned face and lips

I taste translucent beads of nature's bliss upon my tongue

They dance upon my arms and prance in silver liquid streams

Down breasts, and legs without alarm and know no private places

I smile... and for a while I am transfixed as thunder growls

And lightning startles me as it plays wildly in the darkness of day

I stand bravely as the cold wet chill attacks my back and face the storm

Then head into the howling furious wind, searching angry skies once again

For the rainbow at the end of Heaven's fury; I hurry along with a song

I'll soon be warm and dry and home again to ponder where I've been

RAIN

© Gloria Smith 2010


The Sky cried; she tried not to

She held herself tightly

And thrashed about all night

She moaned and groaned...

While the trees rustled out a warning

Morning clouds sailed swiftly by

And birds flew away silently to hide

Fearing for the day

For they knew her darker side

In a flash she lashed out

She wept and wailed

And shook her fists at the Heavens

Unleashing her fury on all men

But in the end she gave in

Falling exhausted to the ground

With a terrible crashing sound

Nature sighed with great relief

But sympathized with Sky's dark grief

Shuddering trees shook out their leaves

To wash her tear stained face

While clouds tenderly wrapped her

In a soft, white cotton blanket

Of Queen Ann's lace

And as the birds sweetly sang to her

A soothing lullaby

The Sky let out a ragged breath

And softly cried herself to sleep