SHINOTSKUAME

I listen to the rumble. Such intensity in the city. Rains in buckets and sheets spill, the streets in rivulets streaming.Watching from my window shadows form, silhouettes bathed in every bolt of electric mayhem striking in the distance and nearer. The fear is that the power would surge and crackle and leave all in darkness. It hearkens back to the womb. Damp and dark, murmurs and gurgles amplify. The cascade filling gulleys and valleys, awash with nature’s fury. If you hurry, you can step out of the confluence before it ruins your shoes.

Hard and intense,
the rain falls in the distance.
In its wake, the calm.

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016

dVerse Poets Pub – Haibun Monday: 50 Shades of Rain

 

 

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42 thoughts on “SHINOTSKUAME

  1. Rain in the city is so different to rain in the countryside – they have different types of intensity – and you have captured it so well it in your haibun, Walter.

    1. I think the contrast is key in this scenario, Grace. I wrote what was happening around me last night… sort of a drop-by-drop account! It was very intense. Happy i was able to convey just that!

  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

    Terrific writing, Walt, full of the sounds as well as the look of the rain, and of the emotions it inspires.

  3. This is wonderful. And how you and your rain have taken us back to the womb – dark and wet and those amplified gurgles….When I used to live in cities, there was always the fear factor to these intense rains….lost power, darkness – ruined shoes….grocery bags dissolving, all of it. Excellent take on this prompt.

  4. This made me realize the difference between heavy rain in the city and in rural areas where it soaks into the earth (hopefully), whereas in the city it depends on drains that best not be clogged. It has been a long time I’ve had to deal with that–ruined shoes and then there’s the coiffure!

  5. ?The fear is that the power would surge and crackle and leave all in darkness. It hearkens back to the womb. Damp and dark, murmurs and gurgles amplify. ” – Wow. Those lines really drew me in. Well done Walt.

      1. You’ve heard it said, “necessity is the mother of invention”…but the converse is also true…”invention is the father of necessity” – the very things that we have created to serve us have become in far too real a way our masters.

  6. Your words flow and intensify just like the rain. I especially like “The cascade filling gulleys and valleys, awash with nature’s fury.” Feels like one could be swept away in it’s path. The last line of your prose lightens up the mood at the end. Nice.

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