The sun has disappeared,
Behind the mounting cloud,
But still no rain has fallen,
On the fields all barren and brown,
The desperation rises,
With the sun the following day,
No food, no life, no living,
The children do not play,
Time is at a standstill,
We pray and wait and hope,
The sun becomes our enemy,
I don't think we can cope,
We sit around in numbers,
Drawing circles in the dust,
We hear a distant rumble,
But don't make too much fuss,
The enemy has deserted,
Left no sight or sound,
Instead there's tears of joy and laughter,
And a wet and fertile ground.
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Excellent!
Excellent imagery within this composition describing the devestating effect of drought and the thankfulness in the weloming relief of a rainfall---
Very well composed with excellent flow of the unforced rhyming verse!!---Well Done!
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Another lovely write of yours. You are very in tune with nature and not only write words that paint a picture but you capture the feel of the whole thing too.
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(meant to add these to my comment)
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wow. . .
Beautiful! This is a very touching, emotional poem. You used great imagery and the rhyme and rhythm are close to perfect.
My favorite stanza:
The enemy has deserted,
Left no sight or sound,
Instead there's tears of joy and laughter,
And a wet and fertile ground.
I really liked that this ended in a positive way-
Good writing.
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