You can smell it in the air before it comes; you hear the announcement of impending arrival; you smell it during the storm (mainly fear LOL); you smell the refreshment of air, cleansed afterwards: a wonderful capture of the birth and death cycle of a storm in beautiful lines (rhyming, yet): my ultimate compliment: wish I'd written this.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
You can smell it in the air before it comes; you hear the announcement of impending arrival; you smell it during the storm (mainly fear LOL); you smell the refreshment of air, cleansed afterwards: a wonderful capture of the birth and death cycle of a storm in beautiful lines (rhyming, yet): my ultimate compliment: wish I'd written this.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
We don't get much in the Sonoran Desert.
Excellent poem.
Elizabeth