Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Waiting For the Rain

The branches start a swaying dance
Like plastic hula dancers.
The sky turns charcoal gray and
Pretty soon we’ll have our answers.

For questioning if it will rain
When Nature’s giving notice
Is like thinking there’ll be wisdom from
The tweeting of the POTUS.*

Anticipation’s half the fun 
As briefly clouds will straddle
The sunshine and the darkened sky
Before the raindrops rattle.

*President of the United States

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Gershon Wolf May 25, 2018 at 12:00 AM 4th, 8th, and 12th lines are just too precious for words. Gorgeous write, Ilene! Kudos to you! :) gw

Pat Adams May 16, 2018 at 7:17 AM Very well written and rhymed as always Ilene. Did you make up POTUS? I've never heard that before. Ilene Bauer May 16, 2018 at 8:37 AM Hey Pat! I did not make that up - I've seen it in print before. I hope it's supposed to rhyme with notice!

Andrea Dietrich May 15, 2018 at 5:31 PM haha. I did not know what Potus was. I loved that image of clouds straddling sky. So cool, Ilene. Ilene Bauer May 16, 2018 at 8:38 AM Thanks, Andrea! Much appreciated... Jan Allison May 15, 2018 at 6:06 PM maybe one day the Potus will fall off his perch and can no longer tweet!:-) hugs jan xx

Jan Allison May 15, 2018 at 4:59 PM Beautifully penned Ilene, I especially love the personification in the first stanza. I can imagine you are on tenterhooks waiting to hear what the POTUS pontificates about!:-) hugs jan xx Ilene Bauer May 16, 2018 at 8:41 AM Thanks, Jan! I loved your comment in response to Andrea! We can only hope...