Sleep evades me, I am weary, and the rain is no soft pattering lullaby.

But a relentless thrumming, crashing, roaring all around.

Tanks are overflowing, curtains of water cascade from guttering to ground.

Roaring, thudding loudly on the roof, finally

Exhausted I escape the unrelenting noise with sleep.

Awakened by the absence of noise, a complete stillness.

No insect, or night bird call, nothing.

No creak or snap to break the silence of the darkness.

Ears strain in the shadows for any sound other than my breathing


The soft sibilant hiss of approaching rain breaks the silence.

Stronger, louder, roaring like a train thundering closer and closer.

Rain unyielding closes in, locking out the world with a wall of moving silver.

The cycle begins anew, to escape sleep beckons again.


The quiet is broken by the kookaburra’s call,

The night has ended.

Pink flushes the grey veil as dawn struggles to be noticed.

The morning melodies commence.

The mountains wear their shawl of clouds,

And with a damp kiss the day dawns

With the promise of more rain to come.

About lindandsam

Linda is a poet and writer. As a mature aged student, she completed a Bachelor of Creative Writing and is now a postgraduate student at the University of the Sunshine Coast (USC). Published in the USC Storyboard, 2015. Self-published ‘Where is Gedhum Choekyi Nyima?’ For the Tibetan Children’s Village, Dharamsala, 1997. She lives in the Sunshine Coast Hinterland and shares her life with her partner and their four-legged fur babies Hugo and Tashi-la..

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