No Thanks To The Rain Poem by John Carter Brown
No Thanks To The Rain
The soil is saturated
in our Islands now, it's bad;
It's quite the wettest January
that we've ever had;
Pouring into February too,
and on it flows;
Will there be a respite soon?
Only heaven knows.
The earth it seems is weeping
as down the water drops;
Aided and abetted by
the wind that never stops;
The land is overflowing,
the rivers have no banks;
Plains re-claim their floods again
whilst offering no thanks.
The guile of man is beaten,
his plans a hopeless show;
The chaos in the counties
has proved a bitter blow;
His strategies are scattered,
and with perverse delight,
the plague of water proves itself
victorious in the fight.
(Written Jan 2014)
Well said, John. Plains have certainly reclaimed their floods, as you say. When I took a train past Arundel the other week, the flooded fields were a great sheet of water like a lagoon. But you can't bet against a drought in summer!
Well done John, I like this. but rain is supposed to be blessing lol
Yes indeed John, we'll all be developing webbed feet soon. Great poem, enjoyed reading.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Great poem john Nature telling us how helpless we can be made to feel very quickly