The skies are grey on this winters day, and its pelting down with rain
I cannot see the mountain range, through my window pane
The morning mists envelop, like the tide, it hides the beach
No bird song heard, not even a word, of the Tui's warbled speech
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Bob I am sorry for your day, but then everything changes, very cold but dry here. This poem I truly loved, you drew a picture and like magic I felt wet. Great write a ten from me. Warm Regards from the other Bob
Wonderful images throughout and as we have been having so much rain in Australia I can really relate to it. I love the rhythm and rhyme and especially the ending. 10 Karin Anderson
So vividly described Bob I nearly got out my wellies - - the elements in your part of the world sound awesome. But am sure the sun will come out again soon....10 + ++ meanwhile...... Fay.
Bob, we have plenty of rain here but its not a Winters day, its monsoon here very wet and hot. I personally like Winter's rain and the picture you have drawn in your poem is fascinating me to write poetry. Regards Naseer