Midwest Summer Rain Poem by Kent Werges

Midwest Summer Rain



It begins like gossip.
Before you realize it
it's all you hear.

Each dropp racing
to fill the crater
left by the last.

Steady, uniformly
without rhythm.

It comes down like sand
from a kid's beach bucket-
the deluge is a blur.

Then a shower…
a mist…
a fragrance…
and it's gone.

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Kent Werges

Kent Werges

Cleveland, Ohio
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