THUNDERSTORMS
The dog is afraid,
people run indoors,
but I embrace
the thunderstorm, how
it clears the air, sends
bending straws of rain
to slurp up impurities,
washing away into gutters
the accumulation
of the last many weeks.
Thunderstorm -- Maksym Mazur
Dear JD,
ReplyDeleteWhat a thought-provoking poem. The contrast work well to convey your thoughts too. I hope you will consider returning to Whispers sometime soon. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.
Blessings,
Karen