Free verse № 56434
rainday
Wringing cloudbells pealing braingray,
we huddle, buttoned, beneath bloombrellas,
ruddy handles slick and slippering,
grinning through this grainy rainday.
galoshed legs galloping muddy puddles,
bulletdrops battering scrunched tissue lilies,
gasping nightcrawlies subtly crushed,
survivalling on
'til scraped by morning's brush.
16 comments
(oh, i am such a whiner!)
good star, but take it all the way, BZB.
So where the hell are you now?
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