the rain comes down in bunches and bursts
the trees are silent witnesses
the pond beyond receives it
gratefully and then swells
in fullness and pride
peacocks arrive
strut their wares
silence
now
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
the rain comes down in bunches and bursts
the trees are silent witnesses
the pond beyond receives it
gratefully and then swells
in fullness and pride
peacocks arrive
strut their wares
silence
now
Beautiful. My favorite line, “ the trees are silent witnesses;” captures nature in a beautiful way
Thank you, Amy, for sharing your insight regarding my poem. Much appreciated.