Christopher Elkins

Rain - Poem by Christopher Elkins

Off in the distance to the west,
The thunderheads are gathering.
A blust'ring breeze foretells the tale,
Of what will soon be happening.

The smell of damp earth fills the air,
A storm is coming there's no doubt.
The first few drops explode in dust,
As wind is whipping trees about.

The lightning's flash and thunder's roar,
From clouds so dark and ominous,
Enthralling beauty holds in awe,
Stirs feelings deep in each of us.

And then the clouds burst open wide,
Start sending torrents to the earth.
Thus quenching, drenching, pouring down,
To give us all a glad rebirth.

Comments about Rain by Christopher Elkins

  • (8/4/2010 9:28:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem.... To rains in August, only with pleasure we wait..
    best wishes,
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 4, 2010

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