Polly

Writings and Witterings

Downcast In Rain

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Outcast by default
downcast in rain
outlasts the downdraft
’til sun comes again
seeking somersaults
thunderbolts insane.
A waft, a massed draught
from underground drains
pine edges a sniff, exhorts
droplets of veins
that are caught
‘twixt a mane of hair and a skein
twisting thither, shares vaults
sips dry
champagne.

Polly Stretton © 2014

To a prompt from my writing group – a touch of the surreal never goes amiss!

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22 thoughts on “Downcast In Rain

  1. Yep, that pretty much says it, Polly! >

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  2. That was really good Polly. Very well done.

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  3. Polly, it is much like things have felt here the last few days. Yet now we have our electricity, phones, internet… Loved the poem but tired of the rain… 🙂 xx

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  4. Wonderful poem, Polly! So much better than the only one I know about rain:

    Rain, rain
    go away
    Come again
    some other day.

    😉

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  5. Such beautiful imagery! I love ” caught
    ‘twixt a mane of hair and a skein”

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  6. Very unusual Polly! I quite like surreal 😊

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  7. Superb — the rhyme was fantastic and the flow — well — smooth as rain.

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  8. You can send the rain this way…I don’t mind!! It’s so hot I’d love a cool down. Hmm and maybe a sip of champagne! 😉

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  9. Intriguing 🙂

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