Strange
Meteorological Phenomena
June 4 2021
Hail
hammering the roof.
Storm
drains
erupting
in water spouts.
Roads
washed out.
Raining
cats and dogs, they say
for
reasons no one can explain.
Natural
enemies brawling?
Frightened
pets
running
for cover?
Or a warm
fluffy downpour
of man's
best friend?
But while
this is metaphor
and
felines have never rained down
frogs have
fallen from the sky.
Fat green
croakers
bouncing
off the pavement
pinging
into cars,
tadpoles
turning
everything
into slick
brown slime.
Even fish,
wet and
glistening
flopping
listlessly
on sopping
ground.
Today, a
welcome rain.
No need
for
exaggerated metaphors
or strange
phenomena.
Water from
the sky
for
parched soil
and thirsty
plants.
We went
outside
and open-mouthed
turned to face the clouds,
clothes
drenched
hair
plastered down.
The
ecstatic relief
of a cool
rain
after countless hot dry days
and sun-backed ground.
Coincidentally, in the latest episode of a podcast about words that I regularly listen to (Merriam-Webster's Word Matters), they explored the origin of the phrase “raining cats and dogs.” (Spoiler alert: no one knows!) So I thought that would make a nice hook with which to begin a poem about a downpour.
Too many people think poems are serious business, and allow
themselves to be intimidated by them. So it's nice to show that writing a poem
can be pure fun.
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