
This week’s poem is from Christine Pennay who lives in Collinsville; a big fan of the paper. She has been fiddling with words since her school years, so here is one of her works.
Water from the sky
The smell
The taste
The delight
Of it on my face
It's cool
It's wet
It's delicious
Running down my neck
So clear
So sweet
So clean
Washing over my feet
Let it rain
Let it pour
Let it thrill
My body o'er