Poem: A Spring Rain

There is no friend as loyal as a book.

Ernest Hemingway
Rain came down
so swiftly
it blew a bird away.
Anyways, afterwards it was calm.
No trees swayed.
I was sitting in the doorway
reading Hemingway
when I saw
down the muddy alleyway
a finicky runaway cat
disgusted by spring rain
coming my way.

44 Words

Posted over at dverse, where Lisa is hosting. Prompt: Today we have to write a poem of exactly 44 words and we must use the word “way” in it.

M. Jay Dixit, 2021

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  1. I was touched by the image of rain coming down so swiftly ‘it blew a bird away’ – poor bird and such powerful rain. And the calm after the storm is typical – as is the disgusted cat!

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