As I sat composing poetry
On a windswept afternoon
In the garden.
I heard all the windchimes
Sounding out of tune.
And then came the rain
To mock me
And my poetry.
Out of Tune
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As the Rain Fell
As the rain fell
I thought of our love
Of rain.
You and I
Share the same sky.
But does love
Hide inside the rain.
This Falling Rain
This falling rain
Offers an excuse to remain
In the dry
Pub. So you and I,
Forgetting the rain,
Drink again.
Though we know
When we go
The rain
Will remain.
K Morris - Poet 