Tropical Storm Poem by jackilton peachum

Tropical Storm



Ponds form where should be grass,
sodden branches shake in the howling wind
- downpours and thunder, ominous noises in the south-

and you, uninvited guest from the far-away Gulf,
you overstay any reasonable visit!

Begone- time for you to move on!
A bluejay takes shelter under a dripping tree,
looks in my window- demands I make it stop raining!

Friday, August 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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