Something up there’s playing
games, it hasn’t stopped raining
since yesterday – ‘tho patterns
impress, clouds spiralling, lazily
rotating over our heads, poised
aloof & coolly ruling this stretch
of our Coastal outreach – and
Seas to the East – a salt tang
you’d swear but it’s pure and
clean and falling steadily, creeks
in spate, low lying stretches of
road prone to excess already
inundated and warning signs
erected suggesting care
On a day like today the best
thing to do is stay indoors, rest
easy, fake a duck’s holiday
© 5 March 2012, I. D. Carswell
