Summer storm

The poem (ottava rima) is for the Secret Keeper’s prompt. The painting is by Sanford Robinson Gifford and I love the drama, even it isn’t exactly the style I was looking for.

This week’s words are:



Cloud-heavy, heat hangs from the sky’s dark edge,

Summer stillness banished into ripples,

Storm threatens in the rustle of the sedge.

Blowing up, the wind strews rain and stipples

Lake water, lily-fringed and bulrush fledged,

Furrowing with frowns the water’s dimples.

Tossed the wavelets, scattered songbirds piping,

Thunder cracks, the sky with lightning striping.


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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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