Stormbird Poems | Examples

The Stormbird

Lonely Stormbird calls, 
‘I am here. Choose me. Love me’.
Distant thunder rolls.

Flying rain in air —
Touching my cheek, alighting
On my eyelashes.

I hear, rain music —
On leaves, on roof, in gutters, 
Muted cars hiss by.

The rain burnishes
Dull browns and greens — to copper,
To emerald fire.

After — sun’s rays raise 
Steam; from road, leaf and feather.
Lonely Stormbird calls,