Rain coming

A cascade poem for the Daily Post prompt: Storm.

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Strong winds blowing from the ocean

Chase wild clouds across a storm sky;

In the air I smell rain coming.

 

Cares hang heavy, dull as street lamps,

Sombre glow that wavers not in

Strong winds blowing from the ocean.

 

Gulls cry out with laughter, mocking

My bowed head and heavy heart, they

Chase wild clouds across a storm sky.

 

Wind tossed leaves and summer dust fly,

Blinding eyes with stinging salt tears,

In the air I smell rain coming.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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