The Violent Rain Water Flowing. Poem by David Boyce

The violent rain water flowing.

The violent rain water flowing,
Along the valley floor,
Beating the river banks,
Until some can take it no more.

Although the rain has stopped falling,
Over the nearby valley hills,
The fallen rain will find its way down,
Sometimes running at its own free will.

The dirt and mud is churned up,
Roughly beating the river beds and walls,
Flowing higher than the weirs,
Making them into water falls.

The rivers flow through the valleys,
The tributaries adding extra on the way,
This makes the water flow rougher,
Until it settles down at the bay.


Written by David Boyce
25 November 2015
David Boyce © 2015