Random patter muffled overheadThis morning I awoke to the dread of rain in the middle of planting season. I should have gotten more done, but... time.
the ping on metal with no rhythm
but also no wind today
just rain
A reminder that planting isn't finished
and seeds left in the sack
with the mud now in charge
and rain
All this means is outside work
is delayed for another day
right now we can't cut weeds
in rain
With no sun but these clouds
on morning's breath today
later time to maybe walk
the rain
As a note, the phrase "walk the rain" was given to me in a dream and I have something not yet shared but it fits here as well.
Linked at Poets and Storytellers United: Writers’ Pantry #20: A Name by Any Other Name Can Be… Confusing
I remember trying to plant around the rain... waiting for the soil to drain enough... or sighing at the sight of cloudbursts washing seeds out of the ground--Caribbean rains can be ruthless to farming, and wonderful too. I so remember (and long for) the delayed outside work. Time is a strange spice.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your Caribbean world, Magaly. We haven't had harsh rains this spring which does damage like you describe. Summer will soon be here for all.
DeleteFor those living close to the soil, everything hinges on the weather--and timing is everything!
ReplyDeleteThat is so true, MMT. Last spring we had three days to plant but I missed the window and it was wet until mid-July. Too late for a crop worth growing.
Delete"...these clouds on morning's breath..." - a breathtaking line in a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Heather. I'm glad you liked this and congratulations on your book release.
Delete"With no sun but these clouds on morning's breath today later time to maybe walk the rain,".. this is beautiful! I think you have done it more than justice. You have given it emotion and new meaning ❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sanaa. Your kind words are very much appreciated.
DeleteOh, the weather. Vital to our food.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. The weather has failed us on several seasons since buying the farm. Thanks for stopping by, Anthony.
DeleteI feel a little like that too, with the pandemic hitting suddenly and having to resign myself to some things just not happening in the reign of Covid 19, or figure out a workable Plan B. But it's OK to take time to note the sadness before figuring out Plan B. In fact, it's quite human to do so.
ReplyDeleteBetter days are coming, Rommy. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and I hope you enjoy you time "away."
DeleteHow well I remember my father anxiously tuning in the nightly weather report on the old console radio by his rocking chair. When you're close to the soil weather dictates your days!
ReplyDeleteOh, yes. Weather and market reports on the radio. We work around the weather: snow, rain and the occasional good day. Thank you for sharing, Beverly.
DeleteWe're just coming out of a rainy period; forecast says at least "mostly" sunny through Thursday. And: FINALLY consistent temps at/above 65F. YAY!!
ReplyDeleteI was looking forward to an upcoming three day weekend to be productive but so far, it looks like rain all three days. Yes, weather dictates my work. Thanks for stopping by, Ron.
DeleteMy wife and I often used to walk in the rain and always felt we were really part of that world that others seem to hide from. Great poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Robin. I enjoy the rains, minus the lightning of course. Even then, storms can be fascinating. I'm glad you like this and thanks for stopping by.
DeleteI am in awe of farmers. I’m sure living close to the land has great rewards, but can also cause huge frustration, stress, and tragic disappointment. Our farmers in Australia have had a number of years of drought, and I fear that what little rain we’ve had is far from enough.
ReplyDeleteIt can be a tough life and the "family farm" is nearly a myth now in the US. I'm still a part timer and have a full time job elsewhere. Five of our first seven years were drought and one year we had a flash flood. Last year, our spring rains lasted into July and we missed spring planting. If I had to do this full time, we wouldn't make it.
DeleteBut.. the beauty of the land makes up for the losses.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Rosemary.
I’m one of those people who enjoys a shower of rain and I love the sounds of the rain in the opening stanza, Joel, but I also understand that it’s no good for planting seeds. You’ll be glad of it later, when plants are growing. Walking the rain sounds lovely.
ReplyDeleteAll things in moderation, Kim. I share your appreciation for a gentle rain that maybe lasts all day but we all need a few dry moments to get the work done.
DeleteYes, there can be fruits of our labor. Thank you, Kim.
A wonderful poem! Where I live, rain without wind is unusual.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words, Cie. We have many spring storms which have their own kind of awe and beauty. I've had a few close calls with tornadoes as well.
DeleteNothing beats a gentle rain unless one has work to do! Cheers!
I used to live in a small house surrounded by farming. Rain at planting time was always scary for farmers. Time often ticks in a different direction than we need or wish.
ReplyDelete"Time often ticks in a different direction than we need or wish." There is much truth in this. Thanks, Susie
Deletesorry that the rain does that to you my friend. here's to a week of sunshine and bliss or a remaining month of sunshine and bliss. cheers!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Humble. We did not get that week of sun but only now 7 days of clouds which gave me a chance to finish planting beans. Now it's rain again. Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteI relate. I just posted about my garden being mud, taking a walk in the woods and thinking about Hansel and Gretel.
ReplyDeleteYou have a wonderful garden filled with colors of both flowers and wings. May it dry out just a little, so your walks will be a little less wet.
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