Summer Rain

Pluck me a tune on your lyre. O summer rain!

Let curious minds inquire

of summer rain.


July's skyscape is scurrilous with clouds:

what weird thoughts they inspire

of summer rain!


Unseen forces have driven dull spring roots

to quicken memory, to stir desire

for summer rain.


Have you loosened the bands of Orion?

Who is the snowflake's mother? the sire

of summer rain?


Thunder blasts, lightning flares, floods drench:

streetwalkers adorn their attire

with summer rain.


Sages and masters, teach me the truth 

that heaven is someplace higher

than summer rain.


Poets, pursue disreputable muses

into the murk and mire

of summer rain!


Drinkers of gin nursing their martinis

are wishing for something drier

than summer rain.


This morning I hear an impromptu concert

of tireless songbirds: a choir

in summer rain.


During the season of lavish monsoons,

all rivers swell, all straits are dire

with summer rain.


Tommy, old pal, old buddy, go for the gusto!

Sing like a bard on a wire

in summer rain!

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-07-21 at 10:10

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely done. Interesting rhyme scheme

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
This is just beautifully delightful and refreshing as summer rain!

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Tom.
been hot oh so hot hear, one late afternoon, rain fell, walked home driping wet, walkd home, smiling, widely, ran ran out down me, feet in shoes quilching, smiles never faided, happy as a duck wodering backin no hurry to be out of the rain! Happy as Syylark, but still woderling as a duck all the same!