Rain Power


The rain on my windshield,

Being cleared by the wipers,

Like bullets at the glass,

From a watery sniper.


Minor flooding occurs,

I splash through the ponds.

Hidden are the pot holes,

Of which I’m not fond.


This time of year,

The roads are really bad.

Water’s so destructive,

Such power over man.


Once the rain stops,

See the sun’s in the sky.

Will evaporate the rain,

And, the road’s become dry.


Then the pavers can come,

To fix holes and patch.

No more white-knuckle driving,

That’s my steering wheel grasp.

  • Author: WriteBeLight (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 25th, 2017 05:36
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 21


  • orchidee

    Good write.

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, like the picture.

    • WriteBeLight

      Thanks Goldfinch. He is a cutie pie 🙂

    • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

      An interesting rainy day poem. Described swell in fine meter and rhyming. Kudos. The power of water yeahhh great lament style.
      Nice to read from u again, hoping u will too my latest.

      • WriteBeLight

        Hi there! I will check out your poem. Nice to see you again as well. Thank you for the comment!

      • kevin browne

        too wet is too much. lovely poem WriteBeLight.

        • WriteBeLight

          Thanks Kevin. Pouring cats and dogs today, but no piglets! 🙂

          • kevin browne

            bless the piglets with water too.

          • 1 more comment

          • MendedFences27

            And they cancelled the ballgame!! I too hate potholes, and driving in the rain hides them and my car seems to always find them.It's like, "It's raining? Fasten your seat belt, we'll be bouncing around."
            So, pray for the pavers to come and fix them. They''l get them finished just in time for winter's frost-heaves to start. Nice poem. I laughed at the photo.- Phil A.

            • WriteBeLight

              Thanks Phil. You, as a New England Patriot, can certainly sympathize. We need a special clause in our insurance policies! Ha Ha. More rain today and maybe a thundershower. Well, that is New England weather. Thanks again for your comment!

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