Drumbeat rhythm, on the rooftops,
Hear the vibrations of the raindrops,
Hailstones pelting, high-voltage flash,
Puddles forming, high winds thrash.
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It is difficult to define a great poet..but I would estimate that you would be so very close, Take care sweetheart...Sunshine through the rain, always, sunshine through the rain Love duncan XXXXXXX
Ernestine, I don't have too far to see this poem coming to life, just looking out my window does it for me. They call this summer? Beautiful descriptive poem here. Top marks from me, they might be a bit soggy. You will still get them though. Thanks for sharing ths my friend. David
Will this rain ever end? A well written observation of our weather, I am looking forward to the cloudless sky bit, best wishes Lynda xx
What an appropriate write for it seems to have rained for two weeks, at least every time I go to watch a Wimbledon match it starts to pour...so much so that it will go into a third week with mens semi finals sceduled for Sat.7/7....the am of which my son, the ex and his other son land at Heathrow.....Now they can get to see Wimbledon live, a once in lifetime treat for most of us here....I love your poems! ! ! marci.xo [stay safe! ! ]
Memories of summer holidays here. Loved it. Andrew x