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Rainfall!

From a quiet tiny stream into a raging torrent

as high volumes of rain falls with intent.

Onto the grasslands forming artificial lakes

lives property and businesses high stakes.

Swollen rivers burst their banks flooding homes

as the surge of water indiscriminately roams.

 

That heavy rain that never seems to stop pouring

down on the streets at speed it comes roaring!

Into many properties in its way water is merciless

cold and filthy always leaving a trail of mess.

Sodden ground unable to absorb man an obstacle

flooding becomes soul destroying and cruel!

 

Misery and heartache as the fast wind blows

and heavy rain saturates the water flows!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Written by
malcolm-terence-gould
English
Published
Dec 11, 2012
Lines·Words
15·111
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Flooding too often follows heavy rain fall. Especially as more properties are built on flood plains! And drains are unable to cope with the increasing volumes of water! The Foureyed Poet.

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