You Said It Would Rain

Susan M. Pendley

It blew in with the wind,
drumming on the windows in echoes.
Stamping Riverdance on the roof.
The wind threw daggers at trees,
humbling them like frail little weeds
that wilt when plucked.
My kitchen window framed a waterfall
as channeled rain raced gravity.
A fierce, imminent storm
washing away that neglected me.

Then came calm,
a tinkering of drops—
tiny kisses soothing the leaf-littered yard.
Tomorrow—a day to gather remains.
Today, the spongy, short-lived swamp
feels like a welcome mat under my feet.
Sepia smoke holds the sky in place
like an aged, dogeared page.
A blank canvas
where twin rainbows grow
gives me hope
that the rain is over—
a sign of brighter skies someday.


Susan M. Pendley
Susan M. Pendley writes fiction, creative nonfiction, and poetry. She received her BA in English from Sam Houston State University and is a recipient of the Excellence in Writing Award. She studied professional and creative writing, served as a contributing copyeditor, and is currently a reader for wildscape. literary magazine.

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