REFRESHING RAIN
Last week my daughter, Jamie Bagley, provided a writing prompt that asked the question, What do you do when the rain calls you?
I happen to love watching the rain or even getting caught in it. I guess there’s still a kid in me. These first two haiku and subsequent writing are my response to Jamie’s prompt.
A Summer Rain
Drip, drop, drip drop, drip
Slowly comes the summer rain
Falling to the ground
Sitting on the porch
I watch the evening shower
Bring refreshment home
Late one afternoon I was out picking blueberries from our bushes. It was a perfect time to be outdoors. The sun was low in the sky. A gentle breeze was blowing, and there was plenty of plump, sweet fruit. I was enjoying myself when the sky began to darken. There was thunder in the distance.
The wind picked up making the chimes on the porch sing out. I continued picking berries, determined to fill a second quart basket.
Did I ever tell you I love to be outside just before a storm?
Feeling the strong wind, watching the darkening sky, waiting for the rain – I love it all! I even wrote a guest post at little did she know a couple of years ago about my friendship with the wind.
Finally the rain started with a few drops here and there while I continued working. Gradually it got stronger. It was time to stop. I took the berries inside and sat on the porch enjoying the rain.
That’s when I saw the pale rainbow that was actually a double rainbow.
So of course I snapped a picture. It was so refreshing out there I couldn’t bring myself to go inside. So I sat for awhile longer before going in to fix supper.
These last two haiku are in response to the #weeklyhaikuchallenge at Ronovan Writes where the prompt words are Darkness & Deep. My time outside as the rain approached also inspired them.
Dark Clouds and Sunshine
Deep, dark clouds appear
Gentle breeze becomes wild wind
Raindrops fall to earth
Though darkness was deep
Sunshine came in time to share
A lovely rainbow
Here is a short video of the rain as I saw it that day:
Psalm 147:7-8 (NIV)
Sing to the Lord with grateful praise;
make music to our God on the harp.He covers the sky with clouds;
he supplies the earth with rain
and makes grass grow on the hills.
Deuteronomy 32:1-3(NIV)
Listen, you heavens, and I will speak;
hear, you earth, the words of my mouth.
Let my teaching fall like rain
and my words descend like dew,
like showers on new grass,
like abundant rain on tender plants.I will proclaim the name of the Lord.
Oh, praise the greatness of our God!
I’m linking up with: #porchstories, #CoffeeforYourHeart, #HeartEncouragement, #TuneInThursday, #FreshMarketFriday
I love the fun I can feel behind this post — and I have to confess that I’m caught back on the question’s phrase: “when the rain calls you.” That’s such a fanciful way of thinking about an approaching storm, and I know just what you mean when you say you like to be outside before a storm.
Thanks for this glimpse of beauty, Gayl.
Michele, thanks so much for your comments. 🙂 I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
Blessings to you!
Dear Gayl,
I’m so glad you responded to Jamie’s writing prompt! I love your progression of thought from the rain and the wind first calling you, then to the drops eventually chasing you to the porch, and even a short video so we can share it all. What a fun way to travel through a day with you! Your Haiku are beautiful, and the Scriptures bring a fullness to it all. Blessings, love, and hugs to you my sister/poet/friend! xo
Dear Bettie,
I wrote her prompt down last week hoping to get a chance to write and finally did. 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed it. Reading your comments are almost like having you here with me. Thanks so much for your encouragement!
Blessings, love and hugs to you, too, my sister/poet/friend! xo
Just beautiful, Gayl! And I’m still enough of a kid that I love love love puddle-jumping!
Thanks, Shelby! Speaking of puddle jumping – One summer while visiting my grandparents in Mississippi, I spend the night with a friend. It had rained and the ditches on the side of the road were muddy with that red clay so prevalent in the south. My friend said, “Let’s go bogging!” I had no idea what she meant, but we ended up slogging through the ditches. We must have been gone too long, because our parents came driving up alongside. Our mothers weren’t too pleased with the red clay stains on our shorts! LOL
Thanks for visiting, Shelby. Have a great weekend. Blessings to you!
Hi Gayl! Great post! I love the rain too! I enjoy reading and writing while it’s storming and going for long walks after a storm. All your haiku are beautiful and I enjoyed your video too. You’ve got some view––gorgeous! <3 xx
Thanks, Vashti! You sound like a “kindred spirit” with the way you enjoy the rain, etc. 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed the haiku and video. Yes, we do have a wonderful view!
Blessings to you and thanks for visiting! xo