Promptly Poetry - Book 3

Rain

The night was loud with rain,
mumbling spells,
behind its shimmering curtain.

It tapped on window panes,
as it fell,
its destination uncertain.

Flowed over leaf-clogged drains,
swirled and swelled,
then disappeared ‘neath my garden.


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)"  Week 17

Prompt: Required Form TRI-FALL
Any subject
3 stanzas 18 lines
a,b,c,/a,b,c, and the syllable count for each stanza is as follows: 6/3/8, 6/3/8.