Natures Name
A name that brings rain to mind,
washing fresh the air.
Clouds embracing night time sky,
moonbeams scattered there.
Winds that carry scents aloft,
having me breathe deep.
Lightening dazzling the eye,
memories I keep.
Snuggle in quilts soft,
or stand on the porch to watch.
Cup of hot chocolate,
in my hand, with foamy froth.
Lights out, candles lit,
there were times it gave a scare.
Each time I hear it,
the name, Stormi, takes me there.
** side note. I grew up with a friend named Stormi. Each time it rains or storms, I still
think of her.
Entry for "Even A Name Can Be Poetry" contest.
Hostess: A Rambling Poet
Placement: Honorable Mention
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2010
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