No Power In The Verse Can Stop Me NaPoWriMo 2025

The rain is coming in again
I watch it approach from over the sea
From up here high on my promontory, 
Privileged as I am to see it move, slowly, 
Creeping over landscapes 
Towards us 

The windows start to rattle 
And the gulls across the way take cover 
This is the daily drill for them 
Since spring took its leave and left us with this… 
Whatever this is.
May is knocking on the door and yet 
I’ve seen this same grey sight before 
When I sat up here last autumn.
Sometimes it feels like nothing has changed 
But even though the weather feels relentless, and the days stretch on 
I know I will be moving soon
I know I will come home