clouds slip in
soundless, quick
light muffled
as all movement
stops, static pricks
tense skin
thirsty ground
and hungry hearts
hold breath for the first
drop to nourish, refresh
hands, leaves, petals
reaching wide
for what sun's return denies
15 comments:
Gorgeous... I especially like the beginning.
the sun and the rain are bother blessings while we have them...but def the rain in times of heat...
Very vivid word picture here! I concur with Laurie...great beginning.
I like the first drop to nourish, rain is refreshing, just not too much ~ Smiles ~
How lovely!
And thanks for your fun contribution to this week's Limerick-Off!
you capture the tension before the storm so well...all nature seems to hold its breath - i always find this so fascniating
vivid and sensual write. you build an electric moment and then release the valve. very nice.
good one.
You've captured both the tension before the storm and the disappointment of expectations and needs unfulfilled.
I can feel that hope of rain being crushed...
This is what our rain would have been the other night if it rained poetry! Wonderful!
This is lovely!
Awesome.
Very nice... what a great way to describe heart - Hungry!
This describes my morning and then the rain arrived, beautiful rain. Well written.
Post a Comment