Living low

Maplespal

 

 

When the rain drops it falls,
lightly, softly, or with force.
When the flooding comes and calls,
things get reinforced is the course.
Money, more cost, re-spent time wasted,
living low to rains filling flow.
Barriers, tape, signs get pasted,
repetition and they still don't know.
No global warming warning signs to see?
No sympathy here from me.

 

  • Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 13th, 2026 04:37
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 9
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  • sorenbarrett

    Here a poem filled with metaphor well written



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