Rainy DaysA Poem by john l smithautumn adventuresRainy Day An autumn soft sky regarding recent
events Rejects and revises former gentle
contents Cloistering clouds crafted with
darker intent Ensuring excessive moisture, now endlessly
vent Slush and mush, slip-sliding slithery
slopes Moulding dismal damp days into
misery mopes Cresting and crashing into
dirt dry creek beds Boulders bashing and crashing
like empty heads Foam fueled furor, fearlessly
flaunting raw power Wild ride relentlessly raging
each endless hour Wending to wide valley, past deer
and wildfowl Dry gulches growl giddily with
raw roaring howl Then, when wind and rains will
has been done And drained dark clouds bow
out to bright sun That instigation of weathers
worst, gone insane Leaves blessed bright of day,
to beam once again © 2018 john l smithReviews
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