Strange Raindrops

Its drum and slpash is faster

than the beat of wiper blades

Which race in vain of patter

than of all the cascades 

It seems not to fall upon us

but to wash straight against us

As it blows across our path

a cloud races towards the sun

The day is yet bright

and yet the sky looks fun

Reviews

[falling_toxic_rain]

Ah. I love this. I've always had a strange liking of the rain... And a particular line in youre poem reminds me of something I've always thought about rain...
Thanks for the share. :)

[Tina Kline]

A very enjoyable poem describing an event taking place in the rain. As the storm comes the storm goes. The sun always returns.

[Star Wolf]

I like this, powerful imagery of a rain storm. Sometimes rain does come in sideways, nothing protects from it then. Nice ending too.