Poetic Interlude IV


Wind howls like a giant – snoring

Rain whips the grass in it’s downpouring

No animals – all scurried out of sight

Nibbling mice – await the dawning light

Scarecrows remain stiff as brushes

Despite the wind – they stand against it’s rushes

No respite from the week-long deluge

The sun playing tricks through subterfuge

A ray of hope intermittently rationed-out

Then disappears – throwing us back into doubt

Will this last much longer?

I’m glad I vacated to Tonga

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