Alesia Leach Poet Ottava rima

Summer Rain

Sweltering in the sun, wishing for a warm rain
thirsty drooping flowers crave a refreshing drink
the brook dries up waiting for the rain to flow again
the heat waves shimmered, the rocks seemed to shrink, 

Then I heard the gentle tapping on my window-pane
and watched the rain spill to earth from heaven's brink
flower heads lift as rain soaks their garden beds
a brook ripples and sparkles as the water quickly spreads

09/01/2017
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Ottava rima
"Summer Rain"

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Joanna Daniel September 2, 2017 at 7:12 AM Beautiful imagery, Alesia, I can picturise the scene:)

Susan Ashley September 1, 2017 at 10:46 PM Hi Alesia, very nicely done! I especially like the last line in your first stanza 'the rocks seemed to shrink'; it's poetic genius! Great imagery throughout. Good luck! :)

Annette Gagliardi September 1, 2017 at 10:09 PM Nice rhyme and meter. I could remember this time readily. - summer rains are so refreshing.