Had just a quick glance at the prompt early this morning, then a busy, busy day in the high 80's with scorching sunlight... Hours upon hours later, I sit here trying to let all of the busy moments rinse away with thoughts of rain and this wonderful prompt.....
|Mag 60 at Magpie Tales|
Dim darkened clouds, angered skies sash,
Holding your tears well into the night,
Greying worlds collide.
Tensions well beneath holding too tight,
Thundering voices, lightning crash.
Drenching moments bathe in a flash,
Rinsing free tender hearts of sunlight,
Colorful worlds pride.
Emerging seeds blossom within sight,
Rising wonders, white mountain ash.
Stormy skies abide,
Colors rising stride,
Timbers reaching, white mountain ash.
I am linking this poem over at Magpie Tales for this weeks prompt #60. Now I'm off to check out all the other wonderful poets. Please join us.