Summer Storm

Sizzling, thunderous light cracks –
Under an open sky – inside its dry.
Monumental drops pound, great the sound.
My heart beats beneath the sheets.
Exaggerated rain will sustain, for our
Rich green garden the ground won’t harden.

Shelter from the storm is my grateful norm.
Toward the east, the sky’s a feast – of
Orange, pink, purple, and grey
Roaring rolling thunder claps stay.
Mother Nature I pray will be kept at bay.

From my heart to yours,
Jacquie ♥

Form: Acrostic
Inspiration: One August morning I awakened to big drops of rain, thunder, and lightning; a storm this deep into summer almost seemed foreign; and yet wonderfully refreshing in an arid time.


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