Sheet rain and cloudbursts can be fun
To watch – but if
you have to run
To seek out
shelter, unprepared
And
brolly-less, it can be weird.
We waited - under
threatening sky
When - happiness!
- the tram came by
We clambered on
and found a seat;
I noticed many sandalled
feet …
Then, without
warning, a bright flash
Harsh pelting
rain as people dash
To get on
board, drenched head to toe;
Multi-lingual swear
words flow!
Nature’s power
hose cleans panes
Plants bob like
crazy in the rains
A deluge soon
forms on the floor
Washed in by
wind through open door!
Bedraggled dogs
in sombre mood
Drip-dry in
silence, wanting food …
So, when my
tram stop comes in sight
My anorak is
zipped up tight!
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
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