The rain fell with a clatter
On the roof.
Steeled, determined, piercing.
It drummed on the house,
Steadily beat the ground around.
Things glowed in the half-light,
Unreal.
Everything shone glassy, and glimmered.
Darkened sky-brow,
Concentrating
On hammering the earth into itself.
1 comment:
you've inverted the image in your last line!
what fun.
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