A Rainy June in Nebraska

The river's high and moving fast.
It's clawing at the bushes on its banks.
The park's been closed again to those
Who would have liked to float. No one
Seems too sad, as it's not sunny.
Clouds are rolling in, and rain
Is forecast for the fields the farmers
Hoped would start to dry, and for
That muddy torrent reaching higher
All the time.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-06-26 at 15:45

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It's raining in Kathmandu as well. The river's flooded. More clouds and much rain is expected. I can relate to your poem.

Images, images! You describe it so well. It could just as well be my country during the rainy season (now).