The porch is all wet
Heaven's wrath bellows, falls wet
Pours like mad...i'm wet!
Rain, pain...keep eyes wet
Pen is fueled, drenched...too wet
Ink blots....paper's wet
Moist wind makes head wet
Wounded heart speaks... mind's soaked wet
My muse, dripping wet...
Sally
Copyright May 18, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***...some lines to cool the mind...the past days have been soooo
uncomfortably hot....***