After four days of charcoal clouds
With intermittent pouring rain
The longed for sunshine appeared
It's glory eased my pain
I told my husband let's go out
Visit nature's wonder
We road around the edge of forest
Enjoying each minute with no thunder
We rode by pomegranate bushes
Bursting from swollen seeds
Because of days of pouring rain
But the ground fairly free of weeds
Then downward to Swift creek
to see its capacity after the rain
It was up and stained but gone down
Since the last downpour's reign
Sound of fast water
rushing to the seas....
in the stillness~ calm
The rocky places sounded like
A small waterfall's music
Nothing at all like my writings
Most seem anacoluthic