Just Five More Minutes

Loath – Word of the Day

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Rain on the Blackwood.

Just Five More Minutes

Rain spattering our roof,
rivulets
gutters gurgling
as the torrent sluices
down, down,
and further down the doona I snuggle.
The thunder of downpipes,
quiet slick on the glass,
the soft patter of drops on leaves,
such a beautiful sound.
mmmm
What?
Tea?
mmmm
an elbow finds my ribs.
Please?
But it’s warm in here.
To no avail,
as the reply comes,
it’s your turn.
An inward sigh,
I’m loath to breach the doona
and face the cold.
Just five more minutes …

Β©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

28 Comments

Filed under life, nature, poetry

28 responses to “Just Five More Minutes

  1. Wonderfully penned!

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  2. A wonderful read, Paul.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Wonderful post Paul 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Congrarulations to your 1000th follower!!!

    Liked by 3 people

  5. Beautiful as usual πŸ‘πŸ‘Œ

    Like

  6. Oh how well I know that feeling, well expressed!
    Your followers are booming … your poetry πŸ™‚

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  7. lync56

    Oh how true !!!!

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  8. What a beautiful description of the rain and its soothing effect on us.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. perfect! rainy weather and snugggled under the covers, of course its your turn to get the tea!

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Really wonderful penned, with a great corresponding image. Thank you Paul (and excuse another delay. ;-( ) Michael

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