Something short and sweet this morning
Gray
Rain falls
Gutters flow
Path floods
Splash
Something short and sweet this morning
Gray
Rain falls
Gutters flow
Path floods
Splash
Posted by
Anne D
at
9:33 AM
Labels: monday poetry, poetry, poetry train
7 comments:
Gutter flow in Delhi with abandon.
Very succinct.
Nice. ;)
And it makes a perfect, round raindrop!
Now THAT belongs in a high school textbook somewhere. Like Dewey said, it makes a perfect raindrop -- but without sacrificing the rest of the image of a rainy day.
Awesome.
Cool poem (I wish it were raining here). :)
Like Dewey and Susan, I love how you've used form to work alonside your compact poem. As a girl, I used to love rain puddles, and your poem made me see all those flooded paths I happily slopped through in my boots.
i can almost hear it.
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