Rainy At My HouseA Poem by Bill MacEachern
Rainy At My House
Torrents of rain Flume for the gutters Blankets of gray Spread out above us Treetops sashay Swinging here and then fro Like wild swing dancers Commandeering the floor Windows bead heavy With water droplets Some are seen racing With weightful swiftness Wrens still sing With treetops for cover It makes a great stage As well as umbrella Shhhhh of wet tires Hog all the air It's rainy at my house But sunny somewhere Bill MacEachern August 2024 © 2024 Bill MacEachern |
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Added on September 2, 2024 Last Updated on September 23, 2024 Author
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