Welcome to Poetry Friday. My poem today, October Rain, was inspired by the weird weather we experienced yesterday in West Central Wisconsin. Sunny, stormy, rainy, along with tiny hailstones, and a rainbow mixed in, the weather – with all its rapid flux – left me inspired! I wrote about this not only today, but yesterday in more of a narrative post. October! It is a time of change!
The rain rapidly comes down,
with a harsh vengeance,
not a pitter patter anywhere around.
Visiting from darkened clouds
that push out the sunny blue skies
in a way that makes bullies proud.
No thunder today
just a sneak attack on people
who are innocently on their way.
Sans umbrellas, boots, or caps,
the torrential rains can
feel like a thousand mini-slaps.
Hurry, hurry to your shelter.
Make haste but do not fall,
this is not a time of swelter.
For the heat of August is all gone,
choosing when to hike
becomes a game with a pawn.
October rains come from once
clear blue skies,
be not surprised, its one of nature’s stunts.
Seasons come and seasons go,
into each a little rain
must flow.
So be prepared for October skies
they’ll change up quickly as
they tell you their lies.
This week Poetry Friday is being hosted by Tabitha Yeatts of The Opposite of Indifference. Thank you Tabitha for hosting this supportive forum of writers and lovers of poetry!
I could visualize this moment perfectly, Carol! Being caught out in that surprise rainstorm without umbrella or jacket.
Hi, Laura! Thank you so much! I wasn’t sure what I was going to write today but then the opportunity presented itself! I appreciate you stopping by!
Carol, we have been having changes in weather bringing on the rains that start out dark. This afternoon nature did a flip flop. The skies opened to sunshine as we walked for the poor around the town. Everyone was in good spirits. Your collage of nature photos helped me remember. ” torrential rains can/feel like a thousand mini-slaps”-Oouch!
Wow! I am so far behind in returning comments! Thanks so much for sticking with my blog! My folks still live outside of Rochester (NY) and we find the weather gets to your area in 2-3 days! The last week has been nice! Was it nice there?
ooooh, that line, “in a way that makes bullies proud.” What a fresh and true image of a sudden storm. Well done!
I liked that line too and it just came to me! 🙂 I love it when that happens!
Your photos are as much of a poem as your poem is!
I know exactly what you mean about “mini-slaps” – not weather you want to be caught out in, for sure!
Thanks!
I love those verbs that show us how aggressive the rain was, Carol!
Thanks! it was fun to write! I apologize for my late reply.
Beautiful photos for a beautiful poem.
Tank you so much!