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The Rainy Season

Originally published on writainment.wordpress.com

The wind blows across large expanse of dry brown grass

The clouds above become clad in darkness

The heavens steam with lightning and thunder like the clanging of brass

The branches and leaves dance hopefully for an end to their dryness.

*

To this the heavens shed their tears on the earth

For the panting hart to be quenched of his thirst

The basking lizard is grateful to God for ending water dearth

The sowing farmer filled with joy to plough the field and scatter his first.

*

The proud noise of the dusty air fades in silence

Receding like the disappearing cloud from the Moon’s presence

Crawling now in shame under the command of the droplets

With cries that vanish like the shimmer of fake-polished bracelets.

*

The tormenting hotness of the dry earth cowers in the daunting cold

Its heart of hardness pierced by the deadly arrows of soft mold

Its crown of growth-stunting falls off in fear of the sprouting roots

Rolling away from the dreadful chase of green boots.

 *

The earth falls under the rule of the green masters

Whose mining of nutrient-gold delves deeper after showers

Their colonies expand after a careful nurture by the Flesh-hand

Their wings dancing gracefully with each conduct of the wind band.

 *

Far reaching eyes are filled with green wonder

The keen and quick ears sense from afar clandestine drizzle ponder

Mind and hand are aroused to break the day’s labour

Giving way for the looming cloud to once again open its harbour.

*

Deep into the night while sunk in the soft fabrics of my bed

My mind floats on journeys of dreams droplet-fed

My soul is chilled by the water-music of the Roof band

And I’m woken up the next day in a no-work-today land.

 *

Young minds are fascinated by the wet noise

They dance unclad in the rain with infantile poise

Oblivious and carefree their innocence shrouds them from rebuke

Their feet stamping and marching in artificially formed brook.

Written by Okechukwu Amako, tweets @OkayCorporation


About shakespeareanwalter

Walt Shakes(@Walt_Shakes) is an award-winning Nigerian writer, poet and veteran blogger. He is a lover of the written word. the faint whiff of nature, the flashing vista of movies, the warmth of companionship and the happy sound of laughter.

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One comment

  1. Nice poem….. Brilliantly written and elegantly delivered..

    But me I just have something to say. Whoever knows the guy that makes this rain to fall incessantly should just please tell him to stop puncturing the clouds oooo. So that my clothes of since one week will dry. Hump!

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