Desert rain for Ms Laura Aranda

poem in rhyming quatrains iambic terameter

 

 

Desert rain

 

A myriad of silver spears.

The raindrops pierce the earth below.

They rarely come and quickly go.

Then as expected there appears

 

 questing green shoots which quickly grow

 into a great variety

 of pretty flowers seen to be

as fine as any flower show.

 

Selected by men carefully

to demonstrate how much they know

 of cultivation sure and slow

and always scientifically.

 

The desert flowers daren’t be slow.

Their growing season is too short.

They set their seed just as the ought 

within the soil and wait below.

 

Until the silver spears report

 in massed array once again.

 Bombard the thirsty earth with rain

 to nourish growth of every sort.

 

Across the lifeless desert plain.

The seed are waiting patiently

until the raindrops set them free

 from the dry soil to bloom again.

 

4-Oct-08

 

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Reviews

[Laura E. Aranda]

I know you weren't talking about me! haha!
I see this is the the very example I ask for....haha! Thank you!

[Laura E. Aranda]

WOW ....I don't know what to say. Thank you! I stumbled across it and I just have to print it out and keep it always. Thank you! I am sorry it took me over two weeks to find it! I am so sorry! Thank you for the example....

I hope I live up to and beyond what I know now. I want to write effortlessly and be able to touch others as well. Thank you! Cheers,lea

Cheers!

[Salvatore Buttaci]

I'll bet Laura is so tickled and proud to have a great poet like you write a poem to her! I like this poem quite a bit. Unlike most poets, you are able to dance the rhymes without faltering.

Sal

[Scott Lynn]

Excellent. Purely wonderful, and full of a sophistication that most modern poetry lacks, including my own, I'll admit.

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Very nice, I'm assuming you are saying her talent is being well cared for nertured and it blooms ove and over again.

Nice metaphors, and good flow of words.