Delicious dampness, fresh scented grey,
Washing the stuffy warm weather away
My soul is a sponge, expanding when wet,
And sunshine’s a word I’d rather forget,
I like the newness of autumn (but its only July!)
The soggy clean clouds that fill up the sky
Change is the thing, after two weeks the same,
Filled with humid hot weather –Thank God for rain!
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
It is raining today and more is forecast. This year we have had many weeks of very hot humid weather. We English are not built for that……
Submitted to the Dverse Open Link Night.
Such a wonderful relief, Kim, and one of my favourite things to write about and to splash around in. I enjoyed the rhymes in this poem, the alliterative ‘delicious dampness’ and the idea of ‘fresh scented grey’ – bring it on!
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Thanks Kim.
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We still have warm weather and part of me long for some rain… but now in August I also cling to the last weeks of summer…
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Yes, I know that feeling. Over the last decade September here has been another August, rather than the crisp fresh month it used to be. But the way this year is going who knows? Today we have gales…
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“fresh scented grey,” is such a beautiful image! :D Inspired~ 💝
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Thank you. I love the smell of rain….
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I love the way your words form a lovely melody- stunning!
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Thanks Linda.
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WA state, the Pa NW share your latitude and propensity for rain. Our hot humid weather, hitting triple digits, drives us to also wish/pray for precipitation.
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We have had an unusually humid summer, it’s been unbearable at night. Even when it’s raining, it’s stuffy these days. I long for the relief described in this poem. 🙁
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Here we’ve had a spate of glorious summer days with night time temps in the 60’s and days in the 80’s, skies azure and cloudless. Picture perfect! Loved your poem.
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That sounds lovely!
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Nicely done. I especially like these lines: “My soul is a sponge, expanding when wet/
And sunshine’s a word I’d rather forget,”
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Thanks!
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My favorite line: “My soul is a sponge, expanding when wet,”
I’m not much of a fan of rain, but I enjoy reading poems from this point of view.
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It can be a welcome change and, as a gardener, a real relief. Although lugging heavy watering cans is good for the muscles…
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I am not English, but this Yankee can emphasize. I too am ever grateful for the rain we’ve had the past couple of days breaking the sweltering cycle. You penned this with longing and a dash of humor.
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Oh yes. I stood out in the rain last Monday….
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It’s been cooler here all week and it feels like fall is heading our way. After many hot days the skin does seem to soak up the rain. It’s invigorating. I enjoyed your refreshing poem.
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Thanks, I felt refreshed writing it.
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Wonderful poem. Another song candidate?
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Very probably!
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Oh, here in Spain we long for your rain. And I miss cloudy skies and warm summers but I know there can be too much. Our rain should come in torrents by October but these days it is less predictable.
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We’ve had your heat for several weeks! We are not built for 38C….
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No we certainly are not and I feel for those that go above 40. I wilt at 30!
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I can cope at those temperatures in the desert, but not in Europe (and I still count Britain as part of Europe)
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It is part of Europe whichever way we try and exit!
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Yes indeed!!!
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Pulling rain from the air and off of us is always welcomed. Rain’s been patchy at best here. It goes long periods with none than a huge downpour.
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Water, the elixir of life, Rain, it’s language. Very well done :)
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Thank you Lona!
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Superb poem. and some of us American do not like long periods of hot and humid without a break of an occasional shower.
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