The Wind And The Rain Poem by Practicing Poetess
The Wind And The Rain
The wind and the rain
Seem never to end.
One brief day of sunshine,
Then, they're back again.
With bone-chilling cold,
And skies grey as steel.
You long for the warmth
Of the sun to feel.
Like a train in a tunnel,
The howling wind roars.
It rattles the windows,
And pounds at the doors.
The rain paints the plants
Much greener than green.
It must be the greenest green
I've ever seen.
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Hello and what a very descriptive write of the rain. Bone chilling indeed and it paints the greenest of greens on those plants. Excellent! 10!
Thank you, Aqua Flower! How are things in your neck of the woods?
Bone chilling cold. I've been there. Not a nice place. This is a favorite of mine.
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The rain paints the plants greener than green! Great imagery here and love the poem. The wind is bone chilling. The sun will come soon enough! I miss it too!
The entire world needs to warm up, and quickly, to inactivate this nasty coronavirus. Hurry Sun! And thanks for commenting, Aqua!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 1:44:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A well conveyed poem. Truly fantastic and wonderful....5 stars*****
Thanks very much, Bernard, for your positive comment!