All-Day Rain

June 20 2015

Degrees of rain.

Starting with a grey pall

shrouding the surface.

Mist, too fine to fall,

as if damp cloud

had descended to earth.

And still air

expectant as held breath,

Tension, you know will break

but when?

The succession of weather,
from gentle drop, to steady fizz

to heavy pour.

Then volleys and gales

like hammered nails

lashing down,

torrents of rain

rivers in flood.

Saturated soil,

laking-up

and overflows.

When the wind

that came charging-in like wild horses

exits like a milk-run mare

stabled and fed.

It has settled in

to an all-day rain,

low cloud, unbroken sky.

The comforting sound

of slow static, dribbling down.

And in the end

the drip-drip-drip

of leaky gutters,

rubber boots

squelching home.