Held by a dungeon of torrential rain
It resounded like a quarrel outside
It was an argle-bargle of earth, rain and wind
It blew patterns of a boustrophedon
Being cantankerous from the brouhaha
I took my bumbershoot to the door
The umbrella became discombobulated
The nonsensical wind blew it inside out
A melee of rain furbellfwed my face
A gardylool hadn’t been announced
Thus a television gonzo weather reporter
A nincompoop on the matters of meteorology
And I, a smell fungus, thought, no sun would shine
But, somewhere near, I heard a turdiform, "A Lark?"
To my amazement a vomiter shown from above
The Earth smelled dank mud, spores and green grass
It was petrichor to a doubting Thomas
Was I to trust the rays and Lark?
But, the smell of must from the downpour ~
Meh, on the other hand, gloom and doom
Have always been, my very best friend
6/6/16
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Categories:
turdiform, humor, rain,
Form: Free verse