Petrichor Poem by Pat Ashinze

PETRICHOR

Like a child's hearty belch
Follows the devour of a sumptuous meal,
The earth foreshadows her satiety,
Heralding a sign of fulfillment,
As the heavens drench her body in harmless deluge
Dampening the soil and its fruition in unrestrained flowage

Little by little
As an emptied bladder gives sweet relief to its owner
The clouds thunder and roar loudest,
Shutting up the unseen gates
Till the ravening floods all run dry
Till the waters rise back into cleared skies-
Little by little!

The Earth is a voluptuous woman,
Perfumes as myriad as seashore grits;
Her choice fragrance for aftermaths of rainy days
The one that makes people feel the rain instead of getting wet -
Petrichor!

Pat Ashinze,2017