Pitapat Torrents
The grey taps of the heavens are leaking,
Thunder goes ka-boom,
Heavy rains drip drip with lightning streaking,
Zipping through the gloom;
Non-stop, the water flows, forming puddles,
Feet squish through the rain,
Inside our home, under blanket cuddles,
We wish to remain;
At night, the frogs, they ribbit- ribbit loud,
Enjoying the damp,
Rivers flow on streets under the storm cloud,
Showering its stamp;
Praying for this pitter-patter to end,
Rain drumming the land,
How much more torrent from the sky'll descend?
No more can we stand.
11.10.2021
For Emile Pinet's "Onomatopoeia" contest
Syllable count: 10.5.10.5 (checked with howmanysyllables.com)
Rhymes checked with rhymezone.com
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2021
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