A Summer Storm

The sky had faked us out before,
Grown dark with hints of thunder,
But then the sun resumed control 
And left us all to wonder…

Well, will it rain today or not?
The heat needs some relieving.
Yet once the clouds turned white again,
We gave up on believing.

Then all at once, the daylight dimmed
And thunder rumbled, booming.
The stormy weather we’d expected 
Suddenly was looming.

The rain, at last, came crashing down -
Relentless, teeming, pounding.
Protected by my screened-in porch,
I felt its force resounding.

Ten minutes passed and with a snap,
The afternoon just brightened.
The show was over, leaving me
With all my senses heightened.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Radice Avatar
September 12, 2022 at 2:10 AM
I love the rhyme, meter, cadence, theme and story of this poem Ilene. A pleasure to read. Cheers - Gary
Bauer Avatar
September 12, 2022 at 7:29 AM
Thank you so much, Gary!
Krutsinger Avatar
August 23, 2022 at 10:17 AM
This reads like a storm "The rain, at last, came crashing down - Relentless, teeming, pounding."
Leffanta Avatar
August 10, 2022 at 10:48 AM
This is so well expressed I have Fav'd it! Aloha!
Kalita Avatar
August 10, 2022 at 2:26 AM
Beautiful picturesque aesthetic imageries so spontaneous, hi Ilena, this is Silpika here, your compositions are stunning... Have a blessed day
Hankins Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 7:06 PM
We have those sudden downpours here, too, Ilene. They are a principle cause of flash flooding in some of the low-lying areas. We call them river storms because they usually form and follow the Ohio River.
Flood Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 4:47 PM
I hope that there storm is heading our way, Ilene. I mean, That fella Tom Jones didn’t sing about the brown, brown grass of home. You’ve got me relishing the very notion of a downpour.
Slaughter Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 2:09 PM
Very refreshing, Ilene. I really envy you your "screened-in porch" during a rain storm/fall.
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