“A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Monday, July 15, 2013

Nonstop Rain


It keeps raining here
dismal and unrelenting
tiresome and taxing.

I should be grateful.
Nonstop drought could be much worse.
I miss the sun though.

I suspect I might
complain about too much heat
if no rain showed up.

4 comments:

Muffie said...

I think the weather has been crazy all over the country this year. We had the wettest June ever, and we still get torrential downpours after a day of heat and humidity. The flowers are thriving -- but so are the weeds.
Peace,
Muff

Diane J Standiford said...

I love Seattle rain, more like a mist. Keeps air so fresh. I'd die in heat.

Judy at Peace Be With You said...

Muff, it's still raining!

Diane, I'm glad you like the rain.

Connie Arnold said...

Definitely truth in your poem, Judy! Hope you're having a good summer, rain or shine.