I am Jealous of the Rain
smug
smug rain
has millennia to finish
sculpting
could take six lifetimes
over the angle
at the brink of a whorl
smirking
smug
smug rain
invites us to see
its progress
feels no need
to grant us insight
or god forbid ask
what we’re thinking
smug
smug rain
spits in our faces
and runs off
laughing
I’m sorry I didn’t see you there
you were so
brief
Nina Parmenter’s first collection Split, Twist, Apocalypse was published by Indigo Dreams in 2022. Her poetry has appeared in journals including Raceme, Honest Ulsterman, Magma and Atrium Poetry. She lives in Wiltshire with her husband and two boys.