Listening to the timpani
the rhythm of the rain
the rap, the tap,
the ratta-tat-tat,
the staccato of the drumming
on the roof of the van
The storm raging ‘round us
in the stillness of the parking lot
trying to drum to the beat
on laps and the steering wheel
keeping time with the chaos
the randomness of the clatter
Too few drummers for the task
capturing the sound of rain
Nice moment of awareness. Thank you for sharing, loved the read!
You have wonderfully captured the sound of rain in your sweet poem.
(Ex-drummer) the rhythm of the rain can never be captured. one of the best sounds in the world - thanks for these lines
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for the many positive comments.