Glen Kappy

Gold Star - 37,494 Points (June 30,1948 / New York, NY USA)

Rain Prayer - Poem by Glen Kappy

from 'Prayers'

The ground is parched—
its lips are cracked—
O let it drink and drink of rain.

And all that sprouts would praise—
a million times more intricate and eloquent
than Shakespeare's stock and use of words—

the headline act! —
with every porch a private box to view the blessed event—
we'd dance and cheer and soak in it.

And even jerkied hearts
would turn to thoughts of you
and even bitter tongues give thanks.

Topic(s) of this poem: blessing, drink, drinking, drought, god, gratitude, longing, prayer, rain, thanks

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Rain Prayer by Glen Kappy

  • Bharati Nayak (12/22/2017 5:29:00 AM)


    The ground is parched—
    its lips are cracked—
    O let it drink and drink of rain.

    And all that sprouts would praise—
    a million times more intricate and eloquent
    than Shakespeare's stock and use of words—
    - - - The feelings of joy are so apparent in the atmosphere when earth receives rainfall after long hot Summer.I personally enjoy the summer rains and watch how tree branches wave in joy in the rain.It is as if dancing in gratitude.
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    Glen Kappy (12/22/2017 9:22:00 AM)

    hey, bharati! thanks for looking this poem up and commenting. how the basic needs of us humans join us to those who've gone before us centuries—millenia! —before! be blessed! -glen

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (7/26/2017 11:05:00 PM)


    Hi Glen!
    An apt and noble prayer!
    The state of farmers in India and the drought situation is dreaded.
    We pray for rain. We have a Rain God too. He is known as Indra.
    People do believe that invocation to Lord Indra brings rain.
    Imagine a place without rain - all beings parched!

    Four liner verses, so well written! Thank you Glen!
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    Glen Kappy (7/27/2017 7:15:00 AM)

    hi, geeta! thank you for your appreciation. i've been praying this again lately, figuratively lifting my arms and hands to God like a tree for rain. parts of town have gotten some good rain, but we haven't had a good rain since late june. -glen

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, July 25, 2016


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