Sunday Sonnet!


Then came the long awaited precious rain,
With thunderous applause midst lightning strikes,
Relentless hailstones causing joyous pain,
Fast thawing ice in torrents breaching dikes;
For weeks, nay months, thick clouds had come and gone,
Mean, tantalising omens came to naught,
As living, all, to drought’s embrace were drawn,
And each new dawn with dangers fresh were fraught;
Unshackled from restraints, to wit, unknown,
The weather gods their pent up passions vent,
Reducing one and all to moan and groan,
Until smidgens of energy are spent;
In aftermath, raw anger wasteland leaves,
Yet, faith new cloth of restoration weaves!

©Meanderings 2016

19 responses to “Sunday Sonnet!

  1. It poured here today. The weather gods must have read your sonnet 😊 Hugs! ❤️

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  2. oh my I love, love, love the last line! What hope it brings to lives frought with distress.

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  3. Love the pace and rhythm of this – terrific!

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  4. So beautiful x

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  5. Ahhhh … the mysteries of Mother Nature! Beautiful poem! Hugs! 🙂

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  6. You made me want to put a raincoat on…I feel clear and thundery air from your post hovering around in the atmosphere.I suspect you are getting some rain…..

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  7. Those opening lines are stunning! I love this sonnet twists and turns until unwholesome (where we began) transmutes into wholesome (where we all want to be). Bravo!

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