Thursday, December 3, 2020

rain

I can smell the sulphur
electricity in the air
rain rat-a-tats on my roof
a welcome sound to hear

we sit on the screened porch
as the raindrops trickle down
lightning across the sky
thunder crashes in the clouds

I love this time of year
the monsoons a soothing sound
saguaro drinking in moisture
plants happy in the ground

it will rain all night
a red dawn will appear
freshness in the morning
when the monsoon has disappeared
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Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

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