July Winter Storm
trees along the fence line strain
stretched tight by the wind
turning inside and out
leaves in all directions
buffeting and thrashing in the howling gale
sheets of horizontal rain hammer the paddocks
through the knee deep mud
sodden cowprints overflow with water
still the rain pours down uncontrollably
and the wind roars over the hills
scarred with open clay slips
raincoat and gumboots
barely visible in the gloom
the farmer trudges home
after evening milking
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