Rubber Boots
All the flowers are crying, their petals streaming drops
inherited from rivers flooding over troughs
running up above them, collecting all the streams
that run down the roof top and across the beams.
The rainfall is most copious. It kisses windowpanes
with countless fractured raindrops, each falling where it deigns.
If this were not a school day, I’d run about outside.
This staying inside looking I cannot abide.
I’d rather splash in puddles, damming off the flood
with my rubber rain boots, crushing down the mud
to form private embankments to stem the rushing tide.
What an unfair punishment, this keeping me inside.
Reading, maths and spelling cannot hold my attention,
for I have these new rubber boots I am driven to mention.
I can’t wait ’til recess so I can try them out,
for in rainy weather, splashing’s what it’s about!!!!
Prompts today are “a flower cried,” school, crush, copious and kiss.
Photo Credits: Red boots by Rupert Brooks , blue boots by markus Spiske, both on Unsplash, used with permission.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Great~! Still trying to put my site together. Building up anticipation~! Must get off that Facebook~!
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I’m the same way with my blog. Addicted and can’t get off it to work on my book.
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Can you send us a little of that water? It’s again a windy, hot, red-flag (fire danger) day. The power is off in Northern California again (for fire prevention), and yet there’s a bad fire in Sonoma Valley — and there’s a potentially bad one in San Bernardino that began overnight. Some of that rain to splash in would be most welcome — as it is, I don’t even have rain boots!
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So horrible. If the White House were in CA do you suppose they’d believe the scientists about climate change? Just crazy all over the world.
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I’m afraid a CA White House wouldn’t make a difference to the crazies inside! Fortunately our governor is on board, as are most of our representatives both at State and Federal level! I’m beginning to believe that my life may come to an end at the appropriate time to avoid seeing the end of the world!
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I’ve had the same thought, Janet.
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How sad that we should be thinking this way — I worry for the health and welfare of my great nephews (ages now are 7 and 4).
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I would like a little rain so I can put on my Gum Boots and jump in puddles too Judy 🙂
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Ha.. I was thinking the same, I’m going to do so next good rain. I think we still have a few coming thanks to tropical storms that blow inland.
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