Summer storm

Summer storm

A Poem by Melissa Rose
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All is still here...

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It's raining in the mountains.
The air's thick with gray clouds,
rolling across fields that stretch outward for miles.

Hot, storm breath rolls in,
reminiscent of waves dragging beach sand,
and the sun spots the distance between breaks in the clouds.

The wind roars.
Drizzles of cool rain
speckle the sun parched steps at my bare feet.

Wind-chimes stir gently.
The screen door behind me creeks on it's springs.

A storm is coming,
but all is still here,
while it's raining in the mountains. 


© 2014 Melissa Rose


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You've painted a lovely vision here.

Hot, storm breath rolls in,
reminiscent of waves dragging beach sand,
and the sun spots the distance between breaks in the clouds

That could have stood alone and been outstanding...well done! :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Melissa Rose

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much! =D I wrote it on my walk to worm, watching the rain come down on the mountains... read more
very nice specially when you say all still here, well done.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Melissa Rose

7 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
Anas Reyad

7 Years Ago

you really welcome

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Melissa Rose
Melissa Rose

Farmington, CT



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