Donal Mahoney- A Poem

Rain on Good Friday

Many decades ago

when I was a kid

we always expected rain

at 3 p.m. on Good Friday 

said to be the hour 

of Christ’s Death on the Cross.

And more often than not,

it would rain at some point

if not exactly at 3 p.m.

Maybe only a shower

but enough to confirm,

for those of us who believed,

the significance of the day.

But those were different times.

Things were normal in the Fifties

as normal as Original Sin would allow.

Today a shower wouldn’t cut it

but a flood might help to refresh

the memory of man, especially if 

no ark could be found.

Donal Mahoney 

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Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives in St. Louis, Missouri. His fiction and poetry have appeared in various publications, including The Wisconsin Review, The Kansas Quarterly, The South Carolina Review, The Christian Science Monitor, The Chicago Tribune and Commonweal. Some of his work can be found at http://eyeonlifemag.com/the-poetry-locksmith/donal-mahoney-poet.html#sthash.OSYzpgmQ.dpbs=