Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

Rainstorm

drops slap windowpanes
like grief, in spurts
gray clouds devour the sky
such bad temper!

and this restless wind
playing tricks on my mind
while limbs break off trees
I’m splashing in mud puddles

muttering mock curses
at stand-offish purple iris
and seeing cruelty in tulips
for daring to stay alive

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April 14--rain