Rain, Rain Has Come Again Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

With the sway, swirling, hissing, haying and haling, comes;
The rapid stirring up and down ascending as if in a spate
The rain today is crooning to ears, as it drums and sings
Then the lapping and gurgling accompaniment concerto
The soughing follows like bellowing of the wind
Like the whining and buzzing of the mosquitoes
With the flash glaring of the white of the eyes
The spluttering, growling, bowling and grunting…
Oh, and the followed streaming spurting yuck.
As I listened, the forty winks dodging me
I lay appraising the sorcery and source of rainwater
It’s mystique, marvel and magic taking me captive.