Petrichor and rain
primeval cadence of sound,
caesura, then silence.
Scorched stones sizzling
a negative ion song
after the first rain.
Clear skies, luminous clouds
a tapestry of weather—
woven threads of light
Storm doors are open
the sky weeps for el niño
y la lluviia.
During times of drought
pattering rain is a dream
weeping in our sleep.
Good lord, how much longer must I wait
before snogging some Advil for a headache?
primeval cadence of sound,
caesura, then silence.
Scorched stones sizzling
a negative ion song
after the first rain.
Clear skies, luminous clouds
a tapestry of weather—
woven threads of light
Storm doors are open
the sky weeps for el niño
y la lluviia.
During times of drought
pattering rain is a dream
weeping in our sleep.
Good lord, how much longer must I wait
before snogging some Advil for a headache?
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