Waiting for the rain


Opening up,
the sky births a savage sun
Eyes wide open
Over there
Far away
A child is waiting for the rain
sitting on stale sand
the child makes no sound
his face lined and grave
he’s inherited
a parched, barren
arid ground
Life holding on
by a tenuous thread
Under the vigilant shadow of death

the sky buries a dying sun
Eyes still open in the darkness
prisoner of the night,
a child is waiting for the rain
His nest of dust
river of rocks, empty craters
need a saviour
the gift of water
an ending to the
dreary drought
A doomed husk of a child,
from his lunar eyes
fall priceless dry tears
In his mind,
a vague diluted memory of the rain

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62 thoughts on “Waiting for the rain

      1. Woah…ok, I take it back! Lol
        If you ever were to fly over, I’d like it to be so we can share magnificent words over a copious amount of alcohol and the inevitable smoke…not for a spanking! LOL
        So, I take it all back πŸ˜‰
        Thank you my lovely ❀️

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      1. Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me πŸ™‚
        Question: how come I never see any of your posts on the Reader? Do you just not post very much or is it WordPress up to its usual weird tricks?

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      2. Happy to let you know ☺
        I don’t post very often, so that’ll be why. At the moment I’m only posting stories on my blog. I try to write at least two stories per month, but that can fluctuate either way depending on how long it takes me to finish editing them. I’d like to pump out more, but then I’d run the risk of rushing my work and I try to avoid that!

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      3. Right, that makes sense. It’s very wise of you to wait until you’re fully satisfied with what you’ve written. I’m afraid it’s something I have to work on, I write and publish…then I notice something I don’t like, think I could have written this or that bit better…I should really sit on my pieces for longer and I know that but I never do!

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      4. It’s a discipline, I suppose. One of the few I seem to be able to maintain! ☺ I’d like to post more often, but in terms of my stories I simply can’t. I did post another story yesterday, not to blow my own trumpet or anything… πŸ˜‰

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      5. Ha, that’s because comments are moderated on my blog (the result of a particularly vindictive stalker who left hundreds of nasty and vicious comments and made my life hell for months) hence they don’t appear until I visit WordPress again and approve them. Sorry about that, I’ve only just logged in again, but I got your comment πŸ™‚

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      6. It was horrific! I wrote something about Caitlyn Jenner and this person took objection. I am happy to discuss things with people who disagree with me as long as they make sense but this person made personal attacks non stop instead of having valid arguments. Then they proceeded to harass me and everything I posted they left nasty comments on, changing their names constantly and making sure they stayed anonymous, they did the same on Twitter, etc…I finally had to report them to Twitter and WordPress…I never want to go through that again.
        Be assured that unless one of your comments ends up in the spam folder for whatever reason, I will always approve it, sorry if it takes a little bit of time… πŸ™‚

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      1. Hmm… it seems that the “mule kick” expression is one I borrowed from something I read (I think Stephen King, but I’m not sure). I have a story (somewhere if I can dig it up), where I use it in a way that makes more sense than here. Here it’s use may lead you to believe I think you’re a mule (which couldn’t be farther from the truth), or that your poem kicked me. Well, it did, in that “reached into my soul and squeezed” kind of way that makes me glad to be alive and to encounter such fine writers as yourself.

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      2. Thank you for the explanation πŸ˜‰
        I love Stephen King, I’m a big fan of his early work. Again, thank you for taking the time to comment, and in such a thoughtful, lovely way too πŸ™‚

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  1. Full disclosure, I am horrible at critical review. But this made we almost weep, the human sadness that emanates from it, cast in a starkly honest light. It’s striking. Really just… thank you!

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