Dark
Wet blooms
Appear
On the orange field of
My shirt, as
Bloated raindrops fall
From the summer sky
White
Plumes of steam
Rise from the
Hot blacktop as the
Downpour
Darkens
The road ahead
Green
Foliage brightens
As the shower
Washes branch and leaf
Clean of cloaking dust
Unleashing muggy, lusty
Scent of summer’s growth
Dim
Forest trail
Resounds with patters
As the droplets
Leap downward
Splattering from
Leaf to leaf
Speckled
Green surface
Of sylvan stream
As the impact of each
Wet bead penetrates
And enters
Each calm pool
Ken Goree
I had a wonderful afternoon walk, in yesterday's warm summer rainstorm. I think I shall do that again.
Wet blooms
Appear
On the orange field of
My shirt, as
Bloated raindrops fall
From the summer sky
White
Plumes of steam
Rise from the
Hot blacktop as the
Downpour
Darkens
The road ahead
Green
Foliage brightens
As the shower
Washes branch and leaf
Clean of cloaking dust
Unleashing muggy, lusty
Scent of summer’s growth
Dim
Forest trail
Resounds with patters
As the droplets
Leap downward
Splattering from
Leaf to leaf
Speckled
Green surface
Of sylvan stream
As the impact of each
Wet bead penetrates
And enters
Each calm pool
Ken Goree
I had a wonderful afternoon walk, in yesterday's warm summer rainstorm. I think I shall do that again.
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