Summer Storms



Summer Storm

(A Whitney Poem)



Thunder rolls In evening sky,

Drenching rains,

Nature clashes,

Light flashes,

Frightening souls

While wet wonder passes by.

Thirsty fields

Drink in their fill.

Rain waters

Make rivers swell.

Once again

Great plenty yields,

The cycle of renewal.


Author Notes

Storms can be frightening, but they are neccessary.

This poem is a set of two Whitneys. A Whitney has a fixed syllable count of 3/4/3/4/3/4/7 in 7 lines.

This photograph is of a developing summer storm on Lake Superior, taken by the author in September, 2011.

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