Tag Archives: rain

Poems published at Fourth and Sycamore

July 6, 2018Azores, England, Life, poem, Poetryazores, Fourth and Sycamore, London, poem, poetry, rainThe Cheesesellers Wife

I’m delighted to say that two of my poems have been published online by Fourth and Sycamore:

The poetry of Kim Whysall-Hammond

The many names of Rain

August 26, 2017Life, nature, poem, Poetry, weathernature, poem, poetry, rain, sky, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

Precipitation within sight
Rain, drizzle, mizzle
Soft weather, mucky weather
‘The Smoky Smirr o Rain’
Liquid sunshine
Slow words, gentle
But it was spitting this morning
Pitter patter, splash, splish, splodge, squelch
And it bucketed down last night
A torrent, raining cats and dogs
Not a light soaking rain
Squalling, hailing and sleeting
Flooding, flowing, swamping
A deluge chucking it down

Drowning

Rainy Day poem

May 20, 2017garden, Life, nature, poem, Poetry, weathergarden, Life, rain, rainy day, spring, springtime, 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

Petrichor

May 6, 2017Life, nature, poem, Poetry, weatherLife, 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

Drizzle

October 23, 2016garden, Life, nature, poem, Poetrydrizzle, England, family, Life, rain, SundayThe Cheesesellers Wife

Drizzle

Drizzle soothes and smoothes
Stalling Sunday gardening
After the frantic retrieval of items from the washing line

Greyness suffuses the afternoon
Sinking into the pores of the day
Quietening us all to a more formal Sunday observance

Drizzle

September 22, 2016garden, Life, nature, poem, Poetrygarden, Life, nature, poetry, rain, weatherThe Cheesesellers Wife

Drizzle

Drizzle soothes and smoothes
Stalling Sunday gardening
After the frantic retrieval of items from the washing line

Greyness suffuses the afternoon
Sinking into the pores of the day
Quietening us all to a more formal Sunday observance

Rain

August 28, 2016garden, Life, nature, poem, PoetryLife, nature, poetry, rain, sunThe Cheesesellers Wife

Rain

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!

OK, so it’s no longer July, but this was written in July and is exactly how I feel today at the end of a hot stuffy August…..