In the heart of autumn
I watch the thunderheads
Shading skies in charcoal
As retro rain of spring
Spits in rebellious spurts
Does it hurt to be compliant
And follow season’s rule-book?
Or is Mother Nature bored
Tired of the yuck of it all
For De’s Quadrille prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub. You can “Q” it too!
Just write a poem of 44 words, sans title, including the word “yuck”.
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mishunderstood 
SO many awesome phrases here!
“thunderheads
Shading skies in charcoal”
“rebellious spurts” and “retro rain”
MUCH to love here, Mish.
Everyone seems to be getting retro rain this year. It’s uncanny. You’re right, I think it’s spitting rebellious spurts Love the clever imagery
You slid the ‘yuck’ in so cleverly – unexpected ending to a beautiful poem.
I love this one — especially the phrase “retro rain.”
We’re getting bored with the yucky weather this fall, for sure!
Love this one, Mish, especially those ‘thunderheads / Shading skies in charcoal’ and rain splitting in ‘rebellious spurts’ – I can hear it!
Autumn says yuck to summer and paints her world in glorious colors for a change of pace (at least in the Northern Hemisphere)
Love the music and the humour in this.
I love the thought of a rebellious fall saying yuck to us all
It seems that Mother Nature loves all the yuck.
Great lines here:
“As retro rain of spring
Spits in rebellious spurts”
I think you’re on to something; perhaps mother nature is done with all of this too.
So much to love here especially; “Shading skies in charcoal.” ❤
Thanks, Sanaa!