Dancing in the Rain - A Poem by Stephen Allen A poem I wrote after spending a few days in Borrowdale when heavy rain broke the summer drought in 2022. Stephen Allen Dancing in the Rain A summer of relentless dry And smoky dust hangs in the air The dale head stream has lost its force So Sour Milk rocks are showing bare But all can change within a day And doom-say gives way to rejoice For Thor’s gift rumbles once again And the wettest valley hears the voice Soon the gill is newly running The trickles swell to waterfalls Each breath smells of clear renewal The dipper bobs and the stonechat calls Hikers sluiced down from the mountain Have caught the spirit of the day As they cross the Derwent’s diamond deep With a light-foot tread along the way The future of this unique place Requires visionary acts of faith For the next keepers of the terrain Are children dancing in the rain ©Stephen Allen 2023 Stephen Allen is a British poet with a particular interest in the natural world, wildlife conservation, our deep past and the complex threads of mystery and perception that bind us to Nature. By profession he is a physician, though his love of poetry goes back to his youth. He was educated at Kingswood Grammar School in Bristol and Manchester University. He lives in Salisbury. He recently published a collection of poems entitled: Unfrozen: Poems of the West Country, Hobnob Press, 2022, ISBN: 978-1-914407-40-6. Image: Borrowdale by Alan Carruthers Manage Cookie Preferences