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smell of summer rain

“For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


the steamy air worms through narrow pine needles

perching one drop at a time on the green life


murky clouds gather in union to clash and clap

they swim in the sky toward mysterious shadows

the cotton clusters block the light and a heavy darkness falls on the earth beneath


a light breeze brushes over the turmoiled soil

the leaves rustle in the thrill of the anticipation


a single drop free falls

slipping away from the damp finger of the smudged sky

it dives with grace

and collapses with a dewy dignity

on the thirsty ground


the smell of fresh love between water and earth

wafts through the dim steam

with hints of wet dirt and squeezed roses


a million drops follow

emitting fragrant steam

that travels to the nose

and into the lungs

with memories of summer

caught in a misty shower

how does the smell of fresh rain make you feel?


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  1. Love the vivid imagery throughout! Great job, Em 🙂

    1. Thank you, as always x

  2. During our rainy season (6 months) rain can occur at any time of the day but it will occur every day. When it does, no matter the time of day, it feels like morning. Time to begin the new day.

    I miss the fragrance that comes with the “narrow pine needles.” Good evocative writing.

    1. aaahhh, sounds lovely

  3. Beautifully well penned. And the picture your choose describes everything within your poetry as essence and from the heart.

    1. Thank you, I’m glad you liked this lil poem x

      1. You welcome. 🙂


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