Saturday, March 2, 2013

It's a frog strangling gully washer - a found poem about rain


It's raining 

pikes, 

knobkerries, 

and the knives of cobbler boys, 

husbands are falling, 


old ladies and sticks 

from basins 

are 
falling 
         

trolls are falling from a beanstalk


Pelting, chucking, tipping it

down like a pissing cow

basin-bending big rain.




Source text found at: Omniglot