Vast spaces one can contemplate
Green, yet parched, three months dry
Today, a rain cloud isn’t shy…
To the joy of many, here comes rain
A rush of water down street drain
The plants perk up, they’ve had it tough
But one flash shower ain’t enough.
The nearby creeks begin to flow
A time of change as sun sinks low
Perhaps a raincoat would be wise
Given all those leaden skies…
We’re on the cusp as days grow cool
Heat and cold winds play a duel
Backyards brighten, plants delight
And dust is thwarted – for one night!
Australia – despite tears on face
Keeps its strict fire ban in place
Now cars have headlights at midday
To keep the sudden grey at bay!
(c) Poet in the woods 2018
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