DOWNPOUR 1955.

A BOY AND GIRL CAUGHT IN A DOWNPOUR OF RAIN ON WAY HOME FROM SCHOOL IN 1955.

Helen's hair
hangs dampened
by the rain

as we wait
underneath
the hawning

of a shop
on the way
home from school

her thick lens
spectacles
are smeary

so I can't
see her eyes
will it stop?

she asks me
I hope so
I reply

don't fancy
standing here
till bedtime

I look up
at the sky
grey and black

rain falling
I'm all wet
she mutters

even my
socks are damp
in my shoes

let's run then
I tell her
so we run

through the rain
splashing through
deep puddles

on pavements
she clutching
my wet hand

semi-blind
in her smeared
spectacles

rushing past
the shop fronts
our passing

reflections
in windows
quite ghostly

as in dreams
thunder claps
above us

from the sky
and Helen
loudly screams.

Reviews

[Thaddius]

So good I shut my brain off and don't try to understand. Your short honest lines are inspiring. To be honest, I'm an actor and a musician and I have very little care for writing (maybe the first form of art I was good at). This kind of makes me want to see if I can write something so tight and powerful

[Terry Collett]

Thank you, Thaddius. Good that you are an actor & musician. I played tenor sax years ago, but that was way back when Coltrane was alive.