The Weather Show

The rain drops of the roof dance divinely

As the thunder claps a clangorous applause

And the lightning gives a scintillating spot light

To the tiny precipitation performers.

 

And then they bow; leaving their prominent presence behind,

As it is the Sun's turn to enterain us all,

And to give us a new performance to praise. 





Poetry by Zoey xX
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Written on 2010-03-13 at 10:03

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NicholasG
Your descriptive vocabulary is the star of this poem.
It never ceases to amaze me how something as common as weather is a cornucopia of inspiration :-)
2010-03-13



This is lovely, and so nice to read words of appreciation for the divinely dancing rain drops. They usually get short shrift, but deserve our applause.

Cheers,
jim
2010-03-13