After heavy rain
the smell, that wonderful smell
rises from the earth.
by Scooj
After heavy rain
the smell, that wonderful smell
rises from the earth.
by Scooj
Killing time, waiting
for the rain to stop, choosing
what seeds to plant next.
by Scooj
Since dawn, the sad rain
leaves its depressing stain on
all that it touches.
by Scooj
All hands to the pumps!
This Winter’s rallying cry;
more records broken.
by Scooj
I’m soaked to the skin;
damp clothes release that dank smell.
I want to go home.
by Scooj
Heavy rain again;
another Summer washout
testing my patience.
by Scooj
When it rains it rains
and boy, did it rain today
but the fish don’t mind.
by Scooj