Alan Ireland is a poet from New Zealand.
Kismet
By Alan Ireland
The wind arrives
with sleeves rolled up.
All day it stirs
the cauldron of the sky.
As thunder boils,
the clouds explode.
Each raindrop falls
to its appointed place.
It's just poetry, it won't bite
03.13.17 Posted in today's words by Annmarie Lockhart
Alan Ireland is a poet from New Zealand.
Kismet
By Alan Ireland
The wind arrives
with sleeves rolled up.
All day it stirs
the cauldron of the sky.
As thunder boils,
the clouds explode.
Each raindrop falls
to its appointed place.
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