Welcome Storm Poem by Denis Martindale

A welcome storm was on its way,
The zebras sensed this fact,
Because they knew this changed their day,
They started to react...
The young ones, too, looked high and low
With great expectancy,
As if, they, too, were in the know,
Not quite so fancy free...

The dark clouds gathered cross the sky,
United in their cause,
No longer cruising, gliding by,
Determined, there, to pause...
And then rain pours to splash the ground,
Creating muddy tracks,
Of course, rain's falling all around,
As on the zebras' backs...

With such a contrast all about,
The zebras stood amazed,
Despite the Christian folks who'd shout,
Sing songs and thus God praised...
The zebras snorted with disdain,
Somewhat bemused as one...
As if they didn't like the rain,
Now praying for the sun...


Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2013.


The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Welcome Storm'.