I miss those summer nights already. Tired of winter.

Storm

starry night on dirt road
the dust cloud followed close
billowing upward to join the sky
sand settling back down to the ground

a rain cloud might form
as off in the distant night
a storm raged, flashed and rolled
thunder sounded gentle drumming a tone
while lightning flashed and night glowed
it framed it’s coming in the twilight’s delight

the gentle evening breeze
smelled sweet like the rain
the dry earth called out softly
whispering to the rain clouds thunder
in harmony it flashed and glowed gusting

the wind grew like lust
smiling then leering upon us
the storm clouds now rolled and roared
the rain sprinkled gently, then begin to pour

the gentle rain
turned into a cloud burst
then hail begin to spit and sputter
suddenly stopping, the rain sideways it came
just as sudden as the storm had appeared, it disappeared

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