And Then It Rained


(internet photos)

(This post was inspired by the incredible, fierce storms that have been striking Calgary this summer.  The hail yesterday and today caused widespread flooding and damage.)

Purple and black,
bruised clouds
scud over the city.

they throw a tantrum,
hurling hail.

Nothing held back.

The dam is burst,
waters unleashed.
The dark nebulae
kick and spin,
stomp and roll.

Trees julienne, leaves shred,
sidewalks become a smorgasbord,
greens on ice.

August warped winter wonderland.

Chin held up in defiance,
the churlish horde moves on,
anger simmering.

Tossed salad neighbourhoods
left in their wake.



7 thoughts on “And Then It Rained

  1. Meghan says:

    Fierce and fast just like the storms you write about! Images clear except I was a little confused by one: in the 3rd full stanza who is “They” that kick and spin…”There is no doubt in my mind that these storms certainly showed the kicking and spinning, stomping and rolling of wind and sheets of hard driven rain.

  2. mincs1 says:

    I love the feedback you give, Meghan. I made a couple of changes based on your comment! What do you think of the edited version?

  3. Meghan Jones says:

    Excellent changes, Mary! I like them very much and your poem still reads smoothly. Glad you don’t mind the feedback in this public forum, Mary. Thanks for considering my comments.

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