A Summer Storm
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At first, only a few droplets
fall from heaven to quench the heat.
And like drips of perspiration,
splashes start to freckle the street.
What begins as a light sprinkle
morphs into a raging downpour.
And water pools around manholes,
for flooded drains can take no more.
Lightning splinters fragmented skies,
as thunder makes the windows shake.
And the wind howls like a banshee,
garbage cans toppling in its wake.
Paved roads and concrete sidewalks are
less than useless as a blotter.
And islands begin to appear,
awash in a flood of water.
After the summer storm passes,
raindrops dwindle to just a few.
And as the wind starts to calm down,
parting clouds reveal skies of blue.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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