thunderstorms
bring precipitation
to the city
speckling sidewalks with raindrops
refreshing
urbanity
reset from
thunderous bustling streets
as people duck inside
transformed
Photo by Alex Pham via Pexels
two elfchens
thunderstorms
bring precipitation
to the city
speckling sidewalks with raindrops
refreshing
urbanity
reset from
thunderous bustling streets
as people duck inside
transformed
Photo by Alex Pham via Pexels
the blades of grass
If I were
the wind whipping through your hair
on late night drives with the windows down
after the rain just stopped,
leaving the road shiny and slick with wetness
and the smell of damp asphalt still permeating the air,
would you then believe
Continue reading “If I Were”wet and cold
Rain tumbles,
all waterfalls
and slick streets.
The world may be wide and wild,
but right now it is wet,
drenched in an unpleasant thinness,
a coating on everything
that offers chill and slip.
The elements–
the wind whip,
the cold biting air,
the cloud drizzle–
are so uninviting.
So maybe today is a day to stay.
Maybe today is the day to stay.
Yet, the gorgeous light
still cascades down like a waterfall,
its spectrum of hues bright, intense,
undeniable.
I was taught that a rainbow
was a promise,
a secret message
to tell us
that the Universe
will never again flood our land–
will never again cause us to drown.
Sometimes it feels like that promise
has been broken,
that we are all drowning
in hatred and fear and chaos.
It feels as if the heavens
have not heard our pleas for absolution,
for peace.
Yet, the gorgeous light
still cascades down like a waterfall,
its spectrum of hues bright, intense,
undeniable.
I wonder if we have misinterpreted its meaning.
Maybe the rainbow is a reminder to move forward,
to empathize, to unlearn bad information,
and to fill ourselves with better knowledge.
Maybe the rainbow is a reminder to never do harm
to one another with our words and our actions.
Maybe the rainbow is a reminder
to set our gaze and our focus
on light,
even as it streams
through lingering droplets of rain.
Photo by Raine Nectar on Pexels.com
This poem was inspired by Photo Challenge #319 from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie.
I found this wonderful article about white privilege and racial microaggressions written by Lori Lakin Hutcherson. Check it out if you want to read about Hutcherson’s experiences and learn more about these issues.