Knocking

The rain knocks on my window
As if to seek my attention
Drops drip down my window like a crescendo
And the knocking releases all tension

The rain takes me on a journey
Into my brain, down memory lane
Everything is clear that used to be blurry
And every drop starts the whole process again

Aftermath

At the end of rain
A beautiful rainbow forms
It was worth the wait

Your Dream Ends

The sound of the rain on asphalt
Is so powerful, so brutal
As if endless, the sound won’t halt
And struggling is futile

In the rain, we enter the fray
Angel turns his back away, and
As he folds his liberty wings
The dream ends, your nightmare begins

The Rain - Robert Creeley

All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls
this quite, persistent rain.

What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
insisted upon
so often? Is it

that never the ease,
even the hardness,
of rain falling
will have for me

something other than this,
something not so insistent--
am I to be locked in this
final uneasiness.

Love, if you love me,
lie next to me.
Be for me, like rain,
the getting out

of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-
lust of intentional indifference.
Be wet
with a decent happiness. 

The first thing I noticed when I read this poem was--how do I even read this? Lines such as, 

"What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
insisted upon
so often?"

Made me post questions such as, am I supposed to accent the spaces between each sentence? Or do I read it as a whole? But then I realized--that was the beauty of this poem. The vague rhythm scheme and confusing wording in general was to show how rain can't really be defined using a single symbol. Like yin and yang, rain is both sadness and happiness.
This poem talks about how rain creates this "final uneasiness" for the author. But towards the end, it also mentions how rain is "the getting out of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-lust of intentional indifference." This is the reason why I picked rain as a topic. There aren't many topics out there that manage to beautifully describe two emotions that are on the complete opposite sides of the spectrum. 

I tried to make this visualization in a way that inflicts a feeling of both cheerfulness and despair. The natural beauty of nature and its vivid colors create this cheerful emotion, while the darkened mood and sky that the rain stained with gray creates this feeling of despair. 

Rain - Jack Glibert

Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone gray
And the browns gone gray
And yellow
A terrible amber.
In the cold streets
Your warm body.
In whatever room
Your warm body.
Among all the people
Your absence
The people who are always
Not you.


I have been easy with trees
Too long.
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
Now
Suddenly
This rain.

When I first read this poem I instantly fell in love with its syllables in each stanza, more specifically the last 3 stanzas. 

Now
Suddenly
This rain.

Inflicts this strange feeling of a terrible turning point, but the poem ends there, creating a mist of mystery that makes the reader so curious to see what happens. 
This poem also describes the sadness part of the poem. However, it utilizes a strange pattern of negative -> positive -> negative. It first talks about the negative parts about rain, and how it's ruining the beauty of the landscape. Then it goes into detail with what was once there before. Then finally, it takes the last three stanzas to clearly show the turning point of the journey Jack Gilbert took in his head. 

Like the Touch of Rain - Edward Thomas

Like the touch of rain she was
On a man's flesh and hair and eyes
When the joy of walking thus
Has taken him by surprise:

With the love of the storm he burns,
He sings, he laughs, well I know how,
But forgets when he returns
As I shall not forget her 'Go now'.

Those two words shut a door
Between me and the blessed rain
That was never shut before
And will not open again.  

This poem is actually about Edward Thomas's life. Edward died in 1917, in the battle of Arras in northern France, when he was 39. This poem was inspired by his loving friendship with Eleanor Farjeon. It's describing the incident where he was separated with her through the war, and never came back. "Go now" is what Eleanor said when Edward was leaving, and those two words dismissed him from their loving relationship, only to never come back again. This is a beautiful poem expressing the grief side of my theme, but it's interesting in that it uses rain as a beautiful, positive symbol that is the woman, or Eleanor in the case of Edward. It then inflicts a feeling of despair as he's forever separated from what he loved, with two words lingering at the back of his head--"Go now."