Pregnant Pause
P erfect afternoon although the
R ain clouds looked ominous over Tory.
E ven still we ventured out as the darkness
G athered behind our foot prints on one of the
N icest beaches in North Donegal.
A nd while the thunder clapped and
N attering seagulls bolted,
T houghtlessly we dandered on.
P assing time pleasantly chatting
A nd banishing the blood result blues.
U ntil we both were saturated when
S uddenly in unison pregnant clouds
E mptied their ruptured waters upon us.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2023
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