Rain was siling down in stair rods on that Tuesday afternoon,

with the river rising higher all the while,

with it brimming on its banks so we predicted pretty soon

that the Ouse’d be a floodplain like the Nile.


It was oozing through the doors and running down the cellar stairs,

like a waterfall that filled the floors with sludge,

and just when you believe that you can start on the repairs,

it starts again as if it had a grudge.


It washed away the gardens and it washed away the cars,

and even tried to wash away big trucks;

with all the devastation of the torrent’s scary scars,

can’t believe it’s only half way up the ducks.

NaPoWriMo Day 20

◄ In Tune

Rain In Spain ►


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Laura Taylor

Tue 23rd Apr 2019 13:44

Halfway up the ducks ? Great line.

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Sun 21st Apr 2019 22:39

I like the flippancy Trevor; it takes us out of our comfort zone then neatly returns us to it. Nice offering to my mind .
Water has so many tricks up its sleeve, from the Archimedes principle to the Titanic - sadly also flippant in this case.


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Trevor Alexander

Sun 21st Apr 2019 11:18

Didn't get a chance to post this yesterday. And, apologies to all who have suffered floods for my flippancy. This was inspire by travelling on holiday from sun-drenched Yorkshire to a torrential downpour in Spain!

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