Summer showers

Cool spray of rain
Carried by the wind
Whispered against windowpanes,
And glistened like jewels of a kind.

From rooftops, along the walls ran the rain,
To form rivulets, and raced down to the unknown!
In pools, and puddles scattered sky on the ground.
Trees weighted down with veils of glassy liquid,
wept a prayer for the return of warm rays of gold.

Behind the gray canopy
Hide-and-seek played the sun,
Celebrating his victory,
Sky wore a rainbow till noon!

Velvety blanket spread the emerald green,
Emerging worms and flies were feast for the fledglings,
Clouds of spun silver drifted across ocean of pale ceiling of blue
Butterflies and bees chased the flowers' bright hues
The aftermath of summer showers
A moving masterpiece of colors.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! I sometimes forget that it's summer down there! *wink! wink!* We don't get much rain anymore, summer or winter! So I thank you for writing this in such a way that I'm immersed in the sensations that I miss so much! The second stanza flows like a run-on sentence which feels like a rivulet of water that we are chasing along, from one vivid observation to the next observation & so on. This line is brilliant: "Emerging worms and flies were feast for the fledglings" . . . so many more bright & shining moments in your poem, too! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you Margie querida, your reviews I treasure. It rained all Tuesday and Wednesday here, on Thursday evening a generator blew up and we were without energy and wifi for 24 hrs. Um beijo

[barleygirl]

I love a powerful storm, but not when the electricity is out for very long! Stay dry!

[lessa (kenzie)]

This is a wonderful beautiful write, awesome write

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you Alex. I appreciate your reading my poem,