Describing The Rain   48 comments

Describing the rain. I hope to give you all the information you need to write a descriptive scene using the rain.My new book ‘Writing with Stardust’, is now available on Amazon. It is the ultimate descriptive guide for students and teachers. Just click on any of the book images below.

The FULL post with 5 levels can be viewed in PDF by clicking here:


I looked out the window. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards me. I heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees.

For a Level 2 assignment, more detail should be added. Imagine the effect of the rain on the trees and include more detail on the sky and clouds. At the end of the paragraph, try to write something about the sun coming out. This will vary your writing style.

I quickened my pace as the clouds began to gather in the sky. Up to now, the sky had been postcard-perfect, but it was changing. The beautiful cocktail-blue shade was beginning to darken into gravel-grey. Large pillows of cloud were forming, blotting out the old-gold colour of the sun.
I got the first splatter of rain when I was halfway across the meadow. I took shelter under an old oak, hoping that I could see out the shower. Droplets of moisture began to drip from the leaves. They were sprinkling onto the grass like a gardener’s hose. Then the rainfall became more intense. A wall of rain moved over the oak and the drops were drumming against the canopy. So much rain was falling that the sound blurred into one long, whirring noise. It reminded me of the rotor blades on a helicopter. Eventually, the noise lessened and the drops faded into a musical chime.
The sun came out again, casting slanted beams of light across the meadow. Steam rose slowly from the grass. It rose up eerily and drifted mist-like towards the molten-gold sun. The image was so vivid that it stayed with me all the way home.

Level 3 should conjure up a scene where the rain’s effect can be explored in more detail. The words should get more complex also. An idea might be to visualise a forest scene in autumn, for example. Transport yourself there and describe the colours, the sensations and the sounds of the rain.

It began as a whispering in the air. The day had been beautiful and the sky was like a dome of plasma-blue. The clouds had looked like airy anvils drifting under the gleaming disc of sun.
We had put our tent up just before the Reaper’s moon of autumn appeared over the trees. The moon seemed to turn the leaves into a flaming patchwork of colours: scorching-yellows, lava-reds and burnished-browns. It added an alien glamour to a perfect scene. We heard a greedy thrush, snail a-tapping on rock; he finished his supper before fluttering into the owl-light of the forest. The mournful cry of a lonely fox echoed through the vault-still silence of the trees.
A huffing wind rose up then, stirring the flaps of our tent. A tinkling sound came to our ears as the first pearls of rain dropped onto the leaves. The sound was like the glassy clinking of a champagne flute, lilting and clear. A sheet of rain passed over us and the sound intensified. The noise on the tent was like the phut-phut-phut that ripened nuts make when they hit the ground. It wasn’t the soft, sodden, swollen drops of spring we were hearing; it was like ball-bearings were hitting the canvas roof with force. We could also hear an occasional ker-plunking sound. It was caused by the rainwater gathered on the tent falling to the ground in a great swash of release.
The thermometer plunged as we huddled together and shivered in the tent. For a brief moment, we thought that we might be doomed adventurers, destined to get swept away in a mighty flood. We needn’t have worried. The curtain of rain passed over by the time dawn arrived. An explosion of birdsong erupted from the dripping trees and it was if the rain had never been.

A Level 4 assignment might involve a degree of philosophy. You can discuss how the rain is both life giving and life threatening. The metaphors should be more creative and the turn of phrase made more enriching.

‘The sun enables life. The rain grants it safe passage’.
The winter sky is a widow’s sky, bedarkened and weeping. The clouds are churlish and kraken-cruel. They cough out great gouts of water and thunking balloons of sopping moisture. It teems down in a biblical deluge, flooding the rivers, drowning the fields and overflowing the dams. It is a Noah’s-Ark cataclysm of rain, an unending cataract of water sluicing from the sky. Trees are uprooted, cars go bobbing by and entire villages disappear under a frothy lather of suds. Cities are overwhelmed and electricity blackouts have people living in fear of the unknown. The rain is incessant. It snaps and crackles like bracken pods in a bush fire. The flood-gates in the sky have been opened and no-one is there to close them back up, it seems.
Is this the scene from a sci-fi movie? Is it a terrifying vision of a future world? Indeed it is not. It is the new reality for people from Missouri to Manchester, from Mumbai to Melbourne. The rain is man’s new enemy, according to news reports. It is public enemy number one. It has betrayed man and is now the most destructive arrow in nature’s quiver. The rain has a bad ‘rep’ at the moment. Is this how it should be viewed? Maybe we are forgetting the gifts it bestows upon us.
The spring sky is a fragile, pellucid-blue. The clouds are frail and angel-white. They are carried on a light, ruffling breeze. The soil of Mother Earth is titanium hard and in need of nourishment. A misty rain falls down. It is as frail as a Scottish smirr and its misty dew feels like warm butter melting on a face. As it falls, it unlocks the glassy fingers of winter’s frosty fist, one by one. Flowers slowly unfurl in the meadows and ripple like coral arms at low tide. The rivers exhale with a murmurous purr of satisfaction. The spring rains are here and they are as sinless and glistening as an angel’s tears.
The summer sky is neon-blue and vibrant. The sun-crisped flowers of the meadow are wilting. They gape at the tufty clouds and beg for their parched petals to be given one more shot of insulin. The clouds oblige and rain descends in little gleam-drops of silver. If you were to stand in the meadow, the drops would feel as sparkly and effervescent as champagne bubbles hitting your skin. The sound of the rain is a harmonic thrumming, nature’s white noise. Silver trickles of water seep into the soil, renewing the life-roots of the plants beneath. A homely, baked-earth smell rises from the land as it is washed and cleansed by the dewy tears of summer rain. Petrichor, the smell of the first rains after a dry spell, rises like a miasma. It is a jasmine-and-gingerbread fragrance, warm and fresh, and it laves the land with sweetness. The farmer is happy. The rain has giveth what the sun would taketh away.
The autumn sky is dark and vengeful. Steaming shrouds of cloud coil and writhe. Then an unearthly caterwauling sound fills the air. The wind whips up into frenzy. It is a shrieking, keening omen of the carnage to follow. The clouds race across the sky, thrumming with the charged energy they are desperate to release. It starts with big, sopping drops of moisture. They are wild and indiscriminate, plump missiles of mass destruction that splatter onto the soft soil. The topsoil turns into slushy goo, but it doesn’t matter. The harvest has been taken in and the farmer stokes the glowing coals with a poker and a sigh of contentment. The rain is sissing and hissing off the roof, teeming onto the spongy earth. The farmer thinks about how most gifts come with a cost. He shudders at the thought of another winter, but counts his blessings that the rain has once again ensured his livelihood.
To him, the rain is the nectar of the gods and the serum of the sky. He is neither philosopher nor ancient mariner, neither writer nor jungle adventurer, yet he understands the importance of nature’s bounty.
If beauty is God’s signature, then rain is his final flourish.


Level 5 is available to read on my new book called ‘Writing with Stardust’ which is on Amazon. It also gives the sounds of rain in more detail. Everything on my blog posts AND MUCH, MUCH MORE are included in this book. There are 20 chapters jam-packed with colours, sounds, scents, beautiful phrases and practical tips. It also comes with a fill-in-the-blanks workbook. Hopefully, this post will help those who need guidance on describing the rain. God bless and good luck with your writing!

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48 responses to “Describing The Rain

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  1. Thanks!This helped a lot in my writing.

  2. You’re welcome, Alicia. Glad to be of help. Best of luck with your writing. Liam.

  3. Thank you!!!!!!🙂
    This helped me alot

  4. I’m very happy that it helped you. I wish you well with your assignment, Amie. Thanks for the kind comment and take care. Liam.

  5. This helped me a lot

  6. Thank you for the courteous reply, Stephanie. I wish you well in your descriptive writing efforts. Be well. Liam.

  7. thank you… has really paved us a way for understanding more on descriptive essays

  8. You are very welcome, Yusuf. I hope it has helped in some small way and all the best for your descriptive writing efforts. Thanks for the kind comment. Liam.

  9. just wonderful!i was looking 4 something 4 my kids so they could get started on describing the rain n ur passages had the best adjectives,the best colour descriptions n everything one can think of in rain was there in ur passages!

  10. Hi Noreen:
    How are you? I’m delighted the post helped you and thanks for the enthusiastic comment. I hope you got everything you are looking for and that my other posts can help you in the future. Take care for now. Liam.

  11. Thanking you for your help

  12. Hi Kandooris:
    I hope you are well. Thank you for the nice comment. You are very welcome and I will keep uploading posts like this. Cheers for now. Liam.

  13. This is fantastic work ! This helped me a lot in my work !! Hope I can too write like that^_^

  14. Hi Nishit:
    I hope you are well. Thanks for taking the time to post such a warm and friendly comment. I’m delighted that it helped your writing and I wish you the very best. Cheers for now. Liam.

  15. loving one,i actually wish i had a mind like u. fabulous work

  16. i want to become like u.u were sooooooooo!!!!!! good

  17. Hi Khadija:
    Greetings and I wish you well. Thanks for the positive comment and I really hope it helped you in some way. Take care for now and the best of luck with your writing. Liam.

  18. i loved how the essays became so mature as it leveled up. truly this is amazing. i hope i can impress my teacher with some ideas from here😉 thank u

  19. Hi Koko:
    I hope you are well. Thanks for the enthusiastic comment and I hope the post helps you to impress your teacher. Take care and best of luck with your English. Liam.

  20. i didnt like the last one, but the other ones were mzing with vivid descriptions that captured your imagination hurdurdr

    JOrgina mcdkilliamsa
  21. Hi Jorgina:
    How are you? Thanks for your input and I might just change parts of the last post. Cheers for the constructive criticism and I hope you fare well with your English. ‘Bye for now. Liam.

  22. This was so helpful! thank you, Liam🙂

  23. Hi YJ:
    I hope you’re well. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment and I’m very happy you found it helpful. Cheers for now and be well. Liam.

  24. Thanks for this!! You helped me very much in my writing!

  25. Hi Azwaar:
    How are things? You’re very welcome and thanks for posting the lovely comment. I will keep uploading posts like this to help students and teachers. Cheers for now. Liam.

  26. thanks a million dude!

  27. Hi there:
    You’re very welcome and I hope you enjoyed the post. Cheers for the nice comment and keep well.

  28. This was extremely helpful! Where can I buy your books?

  29. Hi Elaine:
    I hope you are well. Thanks for the kind comment and the books are available in the and bookstores. ‘Writing with Stardust’ is also available on kindle now. Just click on the book images above and they will take you into the Amazon bookstore. Thanks again and cheers for now. Liam.

  30. Dis reali helpd me

    • Hi Chiszy: How are you? I’m delighted it helped and thanks for the kind comment. Cheers for now. Liam. On 16 Apr 2015 17:22, “Best Descriptive Writing Sites” wrote:


  31. Awesome site I love it Thanksssss!!!!

  32. Hi Kiran:
    I hope you are well. Thanks for taking the time to comment and it’s much appreciated. Cheers for now. Liam.

  33. Really nice. Thanks😉

  34. Hi Shreya:
    Thanks for the comment and I hope you’re well. Much appreciated and keep well. Liam.

  35. Every Interesting, I like it!

  36. Hi D abeeah:
    Hope all is well with you. Thanks for taking the time to leave a positive comment. I’m glad you found it interesting. ‘Bye for now. Liam.

  37. cool its very helpful

    • Hi Lucky Aldi: I hope you’re well. Thanks for leaving an appreciative comment. Hope you enjoyed the posts. ‘Bye for now. Liam.

      On Tue, Mar 1, 2016 at 12:47 PM, Best Descriptive Writing Sites wrote:


  38. these really help

  39. Hi djtibbs:
    Thanks for taking the time to comment and I’m delighted my post helped you. Cheers for now. Liam.

  40. Wow!!! I’m speechless this is like the best description of the rain that I’ve read so far. So beautifully written . You have made use of all types of figurative speech. I really loved the way u used the simile in level 2″ they were sprinkling into the grass like a gardener’s
    hose “. All the little details were included from the pattering of the rain drops to the steaming shrouds of the clouds.
    Thank you so much 😊 your writing inspired me a lot now I’m literally a fan of ur writing😊 continue rocking with ur awesome artistic skills of writing . Now Anton Chekhov ‘s words makes more sense ” Earth without Art is just eh ”
    Thanks again this did help me immensely 👍😊

  41. Hi monayagirl:
    I hope all is well with you. Thanks very much for the refreshing comment. I must say that I love the Chekhov quote above as I hadn’t heard of it before. Cheers for the enthusiasm and I will keep uploading posts like this. ‘Bye for now and thanks again. Liam.

  42. Reblogged this on Wordz on a Page.

  43. Its very useful.

  44. Hi Naima:
    Thanks for the kind comment and I will upload more posts soon. Cheers for now. Liam.

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