Brittany Martin Poet Monorhyme

The Drifting Rain and Sky

So light- so high the drifted sky,
the way it thunders to the top.
So weak- so weary across the sky
the sun's shining lust will begin to stop.

So thick- so wet across the sky
the rain will platter to single drops.
So loud- like symphony across the sky,
the trees and leaves and winds will want to hop.

So dark- so dreary- so harsh in the sky,
a lightening a bolt comes thick and dry
to the tree who stants to the fullest trunk.
So light- so high is the newly drifted sky
as the flashes soonly falls.

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