Storm in a teacup

Rain drops on a window pane,
Tears in a well,
Rivers bursting river banks
That can’t contain the swell.
Things are running riot,
But all colour’s leeched and grey;
It’s a swirling. whirling maelstrom
In a teacup
Kind of day.

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One Response to Storm in a teacup

  1. jfb57 says:

    Tears bring cleansing and that means a sparkle when they have receded xxx


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