And then it rained

Tom Dylan


Notice of absence from Tom Dylan
Sorry if there is a delay in responses. Sometimes life gets in the way. As John Lennon said, life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.

The afternoon that I came back

it rained. Summer’s dark skies

suddenly black and foreboding.

 

I walked away from the cemetery gates,

where my poetry heroes lay,

I turned down familiar cobbled streets.

 

As I approached the old house where memories still play,

the drizzle beating down on my umbrella

sounded like Beethoven.

  • Author: Tom Dylan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 28th, 2025 09:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have not written much over the summer, but after visiting William Wordsworth grave in the Lake District last week, and with the inspiration of Autumn approaching, I am suddenly inspired once again. And as I started to write the rain started.
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Violet_Writes
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  • sorenbarrett

    Glad to see you back. This poem an opener for more to come I hope. Good signs with approaching house of memories and Beethoven playing. Was it his sixth, ninth symphonies or violin or piano concertos?

    • Tom Dylan

      Thanks so much for the kind words, Soren. Really appreciated and much needed. And yes, I hope to be writing more, and back generally. Thanks again, my friend. Really appreciated.

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • orchidee

        Just when the ground was getting all dusty - the rain arrives!

        • Tom Dylan

          That is exactly it, Orchi. Neither me nor my black Labrador can cope with the heat. 🙂 Thanks for your comments. Really appreciated.

        • Kevin Hulme

          Fine words that gave a nice Image. Never been to his grave so you're very fortunate.
          Yesterday stood in a Shop doorway when the Rain was Torrential. More like Tchaikovsky's 1812 than Beethoven. And not being Gene Kelly, I had to wait until it stopped.
          Good Write.

          • Tom Dylan

            Thanks so much for your comments, Kevin. Really appreciated.

          • Thomas W Case

            Tremendous imagery. Powerful work.

            • Tom Dylan

              Thanks so much, brother. Really appreciate your comments.

            • Cheeky Missy

              Methinks you like good old Ludwig, his strains keeping time with the delightful rain. The subtle metaphor haunting this pretty number refuses to explain itself while I thus awakened, muse. Charming and excellently rendered with nigh exquisite imagery and a waltzing, haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.

              • Tom Dylan

                I am more into music of the 60s and the 90s but there is something sooooo soothing about classical music. Sometimes I just need that bit of classical music to sort me out. 🙂 Thanks so much for your comments, Missy. Really appreciated.

                • Cheeky Missy

                  Precisely. I try to keep classical music playing 24/7/365 both in my flat and driving via WNIU and WFMT. Glad to have you back!

                  • Tom Dylan

                    Yeah, it is so chilling to have classical playing. In the UK, we have a station called Classic FM. They play all the well-known pieces and even movie scores. Really good. And thanks, Missy, normal service has been resumed. Good to be back. Happy Friday! 🙂

                    • Cheeky Missy

                      To you likewise!

                    • NinjaGirl

                      I find this poem quite lovely!

                      • Tom Dylan

                        Thanks a lot for your comments. Really appreciated.

                      • orchidee

                        Why did it rain? Oops, I sound like that guy I knew, who replied to everything, 'Why?, whether it was a question or not. lol. That's more eccentric than me, KP, and Fido.

                        • Tom Dylan

                          Haha! I have a nephew like that, why? why? why? His grandad usually just responds, cos I said so! 🙂

                          • orchidee

                            Even when it's not a question? lol.

                          • Neville



                            I have no reservation whatsoever about giving this page and its entire contents my sincere thanks for satisfying my hunger for excellence when it comes to poetry .. bloomin brill mate .. 😎⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐈‍⬛🐧👍

                            • Tom Dylan

                              Mate, thanks so much for that. Means a lot. Really appreciated, Neville.

                            • Doggerel Dave

                              There you go, been away, and on your return, look (above) at the welcome you get. You cannot doubt where your poetic home is, surely Tom. Welcome back.

                              • Tom Dylan

                                I am delighted with the warm welcome. Thanks for your comments, Dave. Really appreciated.

                              • NafisaSB

                                may the muse continue to strike - stay inspired

                                • Tom Dylan

                                  Thanks so much. Here's to staying inspired! Cheers, Tom.

                                  • NafisaSB

                                    wish you the same - thank you so much
                                    have a great day



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