SummerStorms


Gathering on some

Far off horizon

In the evening

After humid days

Rain laden clouds

Plump with tears

Billow and spawn

Bringing angry downpours

Of unfettered emotion

Standing here alone

Wondering if this

Is a bellwether

Of something else

Turning myself skyward

Accepting my doom

Soaked and dismayed

Like prairie flowers

Shaking off all

Torrents and deluge

To bloom again

A bit weathered

Like barn wood

Sturdy and strong