This summer we have had lots of quick forming storms that dump rain. If you think about it, they’re nice because they water the flowers. They also help with high temperatures. The other side of the coin is you can get caught without an umbrella and get totally soaked. They also create violent lightning that may take out a smoke detector. (That happened in our house.)
Poetically speaking, however, the summer sun peeking out from a storm cloud is inspiring. Today, write a small poem that ponders summer storms. Please write in the comments and encourage other writers with your responses.
Summer Storm Shadorma
Like sea waves
cool my burning toes,
you pour out
suddenly
soaking me, summer shower,
holy water veil.
Margaret Simon, draft
Reflections on the Teche 