Provoked
No rain, dry rocks and dry throats
The jellies the warm seas encroach
This year I withhold my vote
What a bind when you’re this provoked
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Complainer
Month of August I seldom feel cheerful
Humidity and heat make me tearful
Half-naked sun worshipers distress me
Cantankerous complainers depress me
I need clouds bursting with buckets of rain
To slay my disdain, make me smile again
Copyright ©️ selmamartin
“And then the sun took a step back, the leaves
lulled themselves to sleep and Autumn was awakened.”
~ Raquel Franco
August, I know you had a job to do. You did well. Sayonara.
(((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡
ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ
Thanks for reading.
And happy Labor Day Weekend/Monday celebration to all who celebrate this holiday.
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Rain can be a beautiful part of our day.
🤗 Rain. We got buckets full fall after I scheduled that post. How beautiful the sound of rain. Thanks, Diana. 🤗
You’re very welcome 💕
August is leaving and September seldom brings rain
Usually. I wonder how September will bless us this year. I crown her queen already for bringing us closer to the months I love. Bless you, Sadje. See you in September 🤗
Thanks a bunch Selma
I’m so ready for Autumn, it’s not even funny! I cannot STAND summer. Lol. Sayonara, indeed!
A kindred sister. Bring Fall on! Yes.
Sayonara August. I’m so ready too. 🤣 🍂
Happy Labor Day Weekend, dear trE. Bless you. See you in September 😉 🤗
Thank you! Happy Labor Day weekend to you as well! It’ll be September for you first. 😂🤣😆
Rain. We got buckets full fall after I scheduled that post. How beautiful the sound of rain. Thanks, Diana. 🤗
I so love the rain
A treat to read your poetry, that flows through you. Thank you, Selma. 😊🩷
“clouds bursting with buckets of rain” – I will gladly dance with you!
Thanks sweet.
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I agree about the heat and humidity Selma. May September be rainy and cool! (K)
Amen
Beautiful words written rain in poem. Here’s still raining.
I need clouds bursting with buckets of rain
To slay my disdain, make me smile again !
We finally got a nice rainstorm on the last day of August. What a relief! But I’ll tell you, I don’t know where this year has gone. It has slipped by as fast as a greased pig at the county fair (LOL). In fact, I’m looking forward to the county fair next week.