It rained all yesterday and last night, and still raining this morning when
I awoke and was debating "coffee or tea?" until I looked out my window.


The Rain Decides

It has rained all day and night
And this morning the tilting swale
That rims the pines is poised
Brim-full with silvery water and
Swirling pungent pine needles . . .

Like tea leaves in a tarnished pot
About to boil and pour its froth
In a ravine that runs in runnels
To the road where it dips and hollows
And waits like an old chipped cup.




Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2010-12-11 at 14:35

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In a moment like that I would take coffee... tea is far too delicate, it's strength and consistency also smokescreens the fine cracks of an old chipped cup.
2010-12-16


John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
Your poem will give so much vivid imagery to anyone who will read. Thanks for sharing - and keep writing.

Your friend,
John.
2010-12-12


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
These two sections,

"this morning the tilting swale
That rims the pines is poised
Brim-full with silvery water"

and

"Like tea leaves in a tarnished pot
About to boil and pour its froth"

knocked me out. Now, that's poetry.
2010-12-12


ngaio Beck
Fantastic imagery,in a short space of words.
2010-12-12


shells
A simple choice turns into a great poem, hope the rain's stopped now.
2010-12-12


NicholasG
Here it's cold. Been snowing for a dozen hours...hot coco will be the beverage of choice...after shovelling!
You have turned grey into a rainbow!
Nick
2010-12-11