Tag Archives: rain

Science and Science Fiction poetry: The Shape of Rain

June 20, 2022Science, science poetrypoem, poetry, published poem, rain, science, science poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

I am a rain drop.

Imagine raindrops
you see tears
but clouds do not cry.
Over England they excrete
ice crystals that melt
drop and tumble
balling, falling.
Surface tension
marries colliding drops
yet divorce is common.
Plummeting, flattening
rain discs hit the London pavement
lose their identity
in puddles and pools.

The Shape of Rain was first published at https://fourthandsycamore.wordpress.com/2018/07/05/the-poetry-of-kim-whysall-hammond/

Mondays are Science and SF Mondays! A poem each week which either has a science theme or is Science Fiction…..

It is wet tonight

December 29, 2021poem, Poetrynight, poem, poetry, rainThe Cheesesellers Wife

The rain strikes at darkness
divorces it from the Moon
makes shining banners of the street

The rain it doth rain

November 1, 2021Life, poem, PoetryLife, poem, poetry, rainThe Cheesesellers Wife

It is raining on the common
The horizon all around
Glows with bright sunshine
While here the sky frowns

Petrichor

May 19, 2021poem, Poetry, weathermemory, petrichor, poem, poetry, rain, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

It has rained again
And the soil exudes a scent
As a child, when the air was redolent with coffee
Then we knew it would rain
Away from the factories
I have found that oncoming rain smells of earth
Pre-petrichor perhaps

Rainy Day poem

April 14, 2021poem, Poetry, weatherpoem, poetry, rain, spring, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

Refreshingly grey day
Cars softly swish past
Light staccato rain
Washing the world clean
Bejewelling my windows
Where muted light
Shines in stopped droplets
Gently loosing blossoms
And wiping them away
Rinsing down new leaves
Dripping from bent over grasses
Soaking the seed bed
Sparking spring growth

Rain

August 19, 2020climate, England, poem, Poetry, summerClimate crisis, poem, poetry, rain, summerThe Cheesesellers Wife

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!

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.

Rain on the Beach

November 2, 2019nature, poem, Poetrybeach, environment, nature, poem, poetry, rain, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

Pittering silently into the sand
the beach drinks deeply
elsewhere
rain gives itself to the sea
subsumed
vanished
yet rising again

Rain on the moor

October 12, 2019beauty, England, exmoor, Life, poem, Poetry, weatherEngland, exmoor, Life, poem, poetry, rainThe Cheesesellers Wife

Here on the moor
Rain closes you down
Takes away the horizon
Soaks and settles
Creates hazards
Can flood and kill

Rain lashes at the face
Stinging like needles
Sends cold tendrils down the neck
Seeps into all things
Deepens bogs and fords
Hides the path from view

A rainy day on the moor
Be it drizzle or a squall
Leaves you slipping and tumbling
Heading for shelter
Dripping at the pub or tearoom door
Grateful for the warm and dry

Wet street at midnight

September 22, 2018beauty, nature, poem, Poetrycolour, midnight, poem, poetry, rainThe Cheesesellers Wife

Streetlights reflect brightly
in gutterside puddles

stars peek out from between
moonsilvered clouds

the Moon himself
loiters on high

parked cars gleam wetly
drip softly

as do dying leaves
on each street tree

what is the colour
of a wet street at midnight?

Rain

August 10, 2018Life, poem, Poetry, weatherLife, poem, poetry, rain, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

It rained today and more is forecast. This year we have had over 12 weeks of very hot dry weather. We English are not built for that……