Wednesday, February 18, 2026

Poetry Thursday 132 - Raining

 What a soggy start to the new year. 




Raining

 

Opened the curtains and saw the rain,

everyday soaking the soggy

 brain,

in spite of praying once again,

no change on the weather train.

  

Pouring down on gardens and fields,

dripping everywhere that isn’t sealed,

running in gutters and down the windshield,

pooling on roads and even in hayfields.

 

Oh when will this soggy pattern end,

enough to drive me round the bend,

when will gentle spring portend,

and add some warm and dry to the trend.

 

Change we need is on the way,

there is a little more brightness every day,

 looking forward to a first spring ray,

and the urge to go out and play.

 

Opened the curtains again today,

met with a vista of uninterrupted grey,

is there more rain on the way,

no surprise holidays taken far away.

©David L Atkinson February 2026


To the weather 

God Bless 



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Poetry Thursday 132 - Raining

  What a soggy start to the new year.  Raining   Opened the curtains and saw the rain, everyday soaking the soggy  brain, in spite...