a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Friday, June 13, 2014

Thirteen for Poets United...

Thirteen days of rain in a row
Thirteen inches all told
Water had no place to go
Thirteen billion raindrops fell
While we watched
Creeks and ditches swelled
The old wives' tale use to be
Rain on the first...Rain fifteen
Didn't make it to fifteen
Our rain stopped on thirteen
With such abundance
The plant life grew
Not offended by the occurrence
For Poets United

14 comments:

Lynne said...

Thirteen days in a tow . . . WOW, plenty of rain! No wonder boots and mud . . . I liked your poem,

Saucy Kodz said...

Holy Crap - we have been bombarded with rain and high winds too. Hope you are all dry with no leaks - just lots of water, eh. Have a great day and hi to everyone - hugz to Marcy :)

Susan said...

Oddly, my plants were not offended either! So good to wake to sun for a change. Fun poem.

Sandra said...

with the drought you went through over the past few years, i know rain doesn't ever offend you.. fantastic job of using Thirteen. would not have thought of this..

at 13 I lived in Kentucky,
I thought all other states were yucky.
at 13 i got my first kiss
when we moved away that is what i missed.

TexWisGirl said...

hooray! even if it was a bit much!

Brian Miller said...

it is only like 5 days of rain here at this point...but it is brutal the amount and ferocity....

Ginny said...

I love the last two lines especially! So glad the rain has stopped!

Irene said...

Thirteen days of rain would wear me out. I would seriously consider turning religious and start praying for sunshine. I assume that is what you did too. Xox

Truedessa said...

Well it rained here all week and today the sun has decided to show it's face for a bit. Enjoyed your flow of words..

Terri @ Backward B Ranch said...

I'm happy for all of it too. We had two, almost three years of drought and now that I have seen what happens in a drought, I won't ever look at rain in a negative way again! Just no tornadoes, or high winds!

Farm Girl said...

Very nice poems Gail! 13 days really? I just can't even imagine that.

LindaG said...

I imagine you are okay with it stopping at 13. That is crazy!
So glad you are all okay.
Have a blessed Father's Day Sunday. ♥

A Quiet Corner said...

Shall I mail you my kayak?...:)JP

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

So often we seem to get either too much or too little!

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