This wretchedly wet day
Dankest dreariness
Spring’s misery
Exceeding the expectations
Of even Eeyor
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Roof rattles
Grinding force
Flowing earthwards
Each droplet unites
Living planet’s power
All consuming
Rain is now falling
Seattle reminding me
Of where I live
In the morning dark
Intense rain’s forceful pounding
Rattling gutters
I awoke this morning to an intense downpour. More like the Philippines or Florida than Seattle.
Dawn comes earlier
Rain tapping on the sunlight
The Friday morning
Rain falls in this town
The most regular event
And still we can’t drive
We walked into the cafe
An older couple entered
Through my held door
Hand in hand
Talking to friends
Amidst the youth
And their frantic keystrokes
Lost to the now
Rain’s changing
Drippy drizzle
To wind blown torrent
And the light moving
Across the sky
Puddles forming upon
Untended tables