#1235
Like Rain it sounded till it curved
And then I knew ’twas Wind –
It walked as wet as any Wave
But swept as dry as sand –
When it had pushed itself away
To some remotest Plain
A coming as of Hosts was heard
That was indeed the Rain –
It filled the Wells, it pleased the Pools
It warbled in the Road –
It pulled the spigot from the Hills
And let the Floods abroad –
It loosened acres, lifted seas
The sites of Centres stirred
Then like Elijah rode away
Upon a Wheel of Cloud.
I love the way she personifies simple things like rain storms. I also love the words she picks like “warbled”.
What is your favorite word in this poem?
Failing at Haiku 
It does take skill to personify things well. Dickens wrote about a tower “whose gruff old bell was always peeping slyly down at Scrooge…and struck with tremulous vibrations afterwards as if its teeth were chattering in its frozen head up there.”
Would you like to try a “personification in poetry challenge” sometime? Like “personify the month, the season, a or fruit-bearing tree”?
As for terms, I like a “Wheel of cloud” myself.
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Wheel of cloud is pretty.
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