Day after all that rain—a pain
to scrape up these plastered leaves
and this washing clean an illusion.
We are still sugar-coated, sodden
sleepwalking into later and later
dawnings, yawning, undazzled.
Day 1 attempt for the Writer’s Digest November PAD Chapbook Challenge.
Graceful Press Poetry 
“We are still sugar-coated, sodden…” such visuals! ***
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😀 Though now I think about it, the rain would melt the sugar…
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I love this!
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Thanks, Stacie. 🙂
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Ooh, it looks like there are great prompts with Writer’s Digest challenge. I love what it inspired you to write.
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Thanks, Cyn. I haven’t done a Writers Digest challenge before, but stumbled into it through Margo Roby’s site.
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Awesome little poem 🙂
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Thank you for stopping by!
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Awesome poem! I love rain!
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Thank you–and me, too. 🙂
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I love the internal rhymes and alliteration in this one.
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Must be some lingering Hopkins in my system. 🙂
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I love the first three lines — all the toil nature puts down on us! This poem moves really well.
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And then I’m walking today (sunny, no rain) and thinking, what gorgeously colorful leaf-carpets! You know, in the parks, where I’m not responsible for cleaning them up.
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Yes! Housekeeping is always bittersweet.
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