Summer Rain
Summer storms can spoil the day
Treasured moments tarnished
Lightning has struck, thunder rolls
Choking smoke clouds the sky
Suffocating, blind and lost
Weakened cries go unheard
Alone amidst the raging storm
Smoke blankets all in darkness
Summer rain splashes down
Beating dust to muck
Rivers swell, bursting dams
A flood is issued forth
Rampaging fires are dampened
The smoke soon clears from the air
Embrace the rain release the pain
The storm will be done in time














Comments
and natrually, this is a favorite.
thank you, thank you, thank you.
big hug.
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basium imbrium
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"he didn't want to be alone."
Too dark, dreary, etc.
I lubbers the rain, not just being inside listening to it. Walking in it. I have a theory that people do not like the rain because they are in clothing. If everyone were to simply walk naked in the rain it would not be so bad.
Eh. Oh yeah.
The last stanza is the center of this piece as it gives the rain importance to something. Learning to accept the rain. It seems a majority of folks haven't. Or how they can be likened to the cycle of fire / rain.
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I was born a porno plumbing plunging philantropist potato plugging poor probably pissed probably poling paters' progeny.
i would look for a replacement for the word 'muck' though, ive read it a few times and thats the only thing that doesnt seem to 'fit'.
cheers,
-gabriel
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