SPU Poetry Contest #4: 'Rain Dance'

in tribal circles
it has long been known

that at the tail end
of crescendo

tension breaks.

their drummers accent
on the first
and fade the fourth,

repeating steps
to make the shawl bells
glance

electrified
as pre-storm calm.

a flash of tongue,

the fire and lightening
intertwining
                        embers
from evaporated throats,
the brush and scrubland.

then when monoliths

of clouds            implode
they say,

“we’ve been them,
it was always to be so.”

hands held skyward,
cupping the relief of rain
in breathlessness,

           the way
their sweat pours out
           and seeds the soil.

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This poem is an original work produced for the SPU Poetry Contest #4, which is kindly being hosted by @poetrybyjeremy. It is inspired by the image directly above, and centred around the theme of 'Celebration'.

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