Summer's evening storm
Darkens my window
With the close pressure
Of humid air
Cracked by thunder,
Sheared by lightning,
And drenched in sudden,
Rushing rain.
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I really like Deluge; the sensory imagery brings it alive. This is the stuff of real poetry. Thank you for writing it! I tire of reading bad poetry. This is good!