No blessèd rain
for quite a while;
We’re getting
used to cold, dry days
Now overnight
with stealth and guile
The heavens
open; hopeful phase!
This morning, plants
zing, pert from shower!
Wind-scattered pots in disarray;
Mixed feelings
when I see my bower:
All debris must
be swept away.
Always Belgium
keeps us guessing
Poised, as ‘tis,
on weather front;
So outdoor planning
is distressing
Family picnics
bear the brunt!
Let’s tramp through
woods with glistening leaves
A trusty brolly
at the ready
Where puddles mirror
windswept trees
Brief sunshine,
then another eddy!
Cars on nearby
streets washed clean
Watering-cans stand
by – unused;
This rain prompts
long-awaited green …
I’m cold and damp
but still enthused!
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
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