Deliverance

Just something that nature inspired the other day.

The stifling shroud that
hangs in the summer air
brings burden to even
the simplest of acts.

 

Breaths come with difficulty,
as if drawn through plastic wrap.
Suddenly, the skies darken
and bring nature's merciful fury.
 
The air cools and a breeze
rustles through the treetops,
turning leaves over, exposing
their pale underbellies.

 

This breeze, pregnant
with the scent of distant
lakes, holds the promise
of cool, wet relief.

 

Grape sized drops at first.
one, then another ... sploosh,
sploosh. Drops get smaller,
falling now in raging sheets.

 

The breeze, now a cool driving
wind, thrashes branches about
as the booming clap of Mother
Nature calls all to her relief.

 

I stand, arms outstretched
and head thrown back
in thanks as I am drenched
in her deliverance.

Reviews

[holly]

I feel so at home with this poem - like discussing the conditions of a summer afternoon with a long lost cousin - because your language is selected, not merely plopped down from of the flow of feelings, and you've obviously used a fine chisel to remove anything unnecessary to meaning. What an enjoyable piece!! Thank you for posting it.

[Babbette Francis]

I get the picture of you Dancing in the Summer rain~

I stand, arms outstretched
And head thrown back
In thanks as I am drenched
In her deliverance.

and Dance in celebration~



Gotta love Summer!!!
This is brilliant... Loved it.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Ahh, this is so refreshing ,, i love the rain .. so sorry for the floods it causes ,, but love it ..
So many nice lines ,, i enjoyed it .. let me know when you have more poems .. you write so well.. sophisticated yet simple ..

Chloe
xoxo

[Siobhan MacIntyre]

Excellently written. This piece speaks of being renewed, refreshed, invigorated, and the author's willingness to allow all three is evident.

This is quite a departure from your previous poetry, and a delight to read.

[Narnie]

I like the way the breeze runs through the whole poem. It shows an honesty and a connection with the moment. Am I dreaming or is this the first time I have read poetry from you? Ohhhh, it's been a long time - it's probably just my mind...

[Debra Stevens Edwards (..]

This is not like most of your poetry. I love the way you use mother nature in this piece. The last stanza is perfect and sums up the way we all feel at times.
Debby

[IMOGEAN]

I have heard it said that a poet can describe something as simple as a leaf and it be romantic. You are definitely a poet....Great write.

Imogean~

[JC]

I love it.... The title and the piece, great flow and I really could feel the rush of an on coming storm.
As the booming clap of Mother
Earth calls all to her relief....
These are my favorite lines.

Congrats on a great write!
JC

[Seriana]

This is superb. Especially these lines:
"Breaths come with difficulty,
As if drawn through plastic wrap"
Very nicely done. I think the title is quite befitting of your description. The cleansing purity of rain is something that I think if often overlooked. Wonderful piece!

[Emily B]

It sounds great. Either the a/c is cranked too low or your words had a cooling effect. I have goosebumps. Good luck with the title.