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Flood Pushed Mud Rush

Yesterday the fill-well, drain-fill rainfall fell all day, with fat drops
That bullied full gullies at the roadside, as the road sighed, to run deep
And rough-pummelled the runnels to funnel the washed trash
From storm-swill swept sundry muck, stones and mixed grit
As dull grey as scud-clouds and as crud-brown as dun cows,
To run down in glum abundance, a turd-tide, on the kerbside
To shutter sludge past gutters and blocked drainholes with silt filth
As the mud rush slopped dollop over dollop, grudged its flood gunge
To the bottom of the steep slope by the mill-bridge till it could plunge,
A deep tea-tinted slop-fall of a waterfall through the chopped gap

In the grey gritstone bridge-bones to the hectic running wet beck
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Hurm Amos 12 September 2009

What a true word play fuelled with mud and rain and true concern.

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