And Then It Rained
by Pamela Griffiths
In two thousand and twelve, a year to be proud
The Olympic flame arrived in a big dark cloud
The spring was lovely, like a summer’s day
And then it rained, and washed everything away
It rained some more, it was getting rather bad
This was our summer, the one we never had
Soon it must stop raining, in spring there was a drought
Since then it has been raining, there’s water all about
The summer was a wash out, no lovely summer sun
No barbecues were sizzling, nothing could be done
It’s a shame we have waited all year for this
We were still waiting for the summer sun’s kiss
A dark cloud approaches, this is not how it should be
Another downpour rains on us, or is it just on me
I’m so fed up of being depressed, it doesn’t do much good
I’d love to sit in my garden, just like I really should
They say that it will rain again, at least until September
It hasn’t rained as much as this, as long as I remember
I waited for a little while, until the water drained
The sun came back out again, and then it rained
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Myself and Mine. by Walt Whitman
- Hobbinol; or The Rural Games – Canto 2 by William Somervile
- Ancestors by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Одно из двух
- Николай Заболоцкий – Дождь
- Easter Morning poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Message from my Lodge at Wangchuan to Pei Di by Wang Wei
- Владимир Маяковский – Рассказ про то, как узнал Фадей закон
- golden_eangle.html
- I am the earthworm, Lord of the Underworld by Raj Arumugam
- His Phoenix by William Butler Yeats
- Fever 103° by Sylvia Plath
- To Hope poem – John Keats poems
- Art Therapy and Loss
- English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Heäre. Уильям Барнс.
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
