I worked in my flowerbeds all afternoon and ended up watering many of the plants up close to the back entrance. We need the rain. North of us, there were terrible thunderstorms and mini-tornadoes as close as Huntsville, Texas last night. A student replied when I had told her I was “reading up a storm,” that my reading must have caused the rainstorms they had at her house, northwest of Houston in the night. Narry’ a drop 30 miles south of Houston where I live. We are scheduled to have thunderstorms around midnight, so we shall see.
In hopes of hinting to April that there should be showers, here for National Poetry Month are a few Rain poems: The first is simply titled “Rain” by Myra Cohn Livingston
is soft and cool,
so I go barefoot in a pool.
But winter rain
is cold, and pours,
so I must watch it
If you listen closely as you read the poem’s rhythm, you can hear the falling of the raindrops.
A famous rain poem by Emily Dickinson reads as follows:
“A drop fell on the apple tree
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.
A few went out to help the brook,
That went to help the sea.
Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,
What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The orchards spangles hung.
The breezes brought dejected lutes,
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.”
This poem demonstrates to students Dickinson’s unique use of slant rhyme, later taken up by other poets and even later accepted by readers of poetry.
This rain poem by Elizabeth Coatsworth is easy for children to understand and a great tool for teaching older children similes and personification.
“The rain was like a little mouse,
Quiet, small and gray,
It pattered all around the house
And then it went away.
It did not come, I understand,
Indoors at all, until
It found an open window and
Left tracks across the sill.”