Poetry .... of sorts

[Cuppa]

Another wet season day
The grumbling grey skies
have unleashed their load
upon our corrugated iron roof
Pardon? What?
I shout loudly but impotently
I can’t compete with nature’s noise
on the roof.
Outside amidst the falling lake
which rises creeks
cuts roads
& greens country
lightning cracks viciously
& suddenly.
Come on you rain, we cry
Wet season excitement!