Monday, November 11, 2013

Learning From Rain--By Joann Grisetti--United States

Learning From Rain

Learning from rain. Its hypnotic
drumming on umbrellas, its rhythmic
pattering of tulip poplar trees,
splattering fallen maple leaves,
turning the grave site chaotic.

I shiver from the erratic
spray, cold grey moisture’s rhapsodic
ballet, dewy tears follow me,
learning from rain.

Pellets of moisture beat drastic
rivulets upon the casket
as my shoulders shake, my mind heaves,
my now lonely heart soon perceives
her absence, a quite traumatic
learning from rain.

Joann Grisetti has been writing for 45 years. She is a retired teacher from Florida. She receives encouragement from her daughter and has recently enrolled in a creative writing workshop. She is a member of Poetry Soup. You can read more of her poetry there.


  1. I love your poetry. I love it when it rains for I feel it is God's tears washing the earth clean so we all may start fresh again tomorrow. Your words are so moving - bringing me back to read you several time. Bravo!

    Rhoda Galgiani

  2. Beautiful, though sad write, Joann. Wonderful imagery that takes the reader along! Great job! Annalise

  3. Dear JoAnn,
    The rhythm of this poem is awesome. The message, especially in the last verse, gave me chills. It rained just like this when my mother was laid to rest. It seems that rain accompanies so many of the deaths of people I knew. Beautifully stated! Love and blessings, Carolyn Devonshire

  4. Lovely descriptions throughout that help us appreciate those dreary dismal days a little more. Thanks for sharing your enjoyable piece...

  5. You have really captured the tone and mood of grief.
    At these times nature is our only comfort and your words capture the feelings so well.

  6. Wonderful and descriptive poem, Joann. Thank you for sharing.


  7. Thank you, Robert Dufresne, for the following comment--

    This movement of words creates several emotions within. This is very well orchestrated. I felt it as you wrote it. Tragically lovely Joann. -Bob D.

  8. Dear Joann

    This poem is outstanding - touching, vivid and original, writing at its best I feel the pain deep in my soul and the "learning from the rain" line pounds at me. Too many rainy burials. I'm so sorry.