Storm Uninterrupted - A Poem about Endless Days of Rain

Today the day was bloody grim, 

Dark, dank, brisk, my patience thin

At night we sleep to the lashing beat 

It’s enough to make an hourglass weep 

There's water, water everywhere

As the clouds cry down, the earth despairs

The raging river rapes the land all around

The lost land weeps, there’s no hope in the ground

I wonder if my water-logged skin will tear

I still try to smile although it’s rained all year 

Inside this frozen shell, I seize the thought 

If our hearts still beat, we can only cope

Nisha P Postlethwaite is the author of The First Sense eBook available from several online retailers. To find out more visit

www.nppostlethwaite.com

An author interview can be found on the One Thousand Worlds Blog by the fantastic Richard Earl . On twitter:   @1000Worlds

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