Summer Storm

a musky prediction

warning of the

coming cloudburst

blessing the land

with cool spheres of

hydrant care

blossoming like

conical bluebells

in the soft

newly worked soil

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every penetrating drop

bids the earth exhale

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rivers robed in

buttery pollen gushes through

cracks in the

surrounding dry earth

grasping like thousands of

tessellating hands

branching and disappearing

into the dirt

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precipitation graces

plowed farm and

meadow alike

vacant dead lot and

fertile land sprouting new life

bringing equal

bouts of flood and

nourishing respite

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air churns in eddying gusts

ripping limbs

dumping aromatic needles

by the truckload

the breathtaking scent

of pine clings

to the thin oxygen

refreshing the mind

a full inhalation leads to

bronchodilation,

clearing the lungs of

built-up grime

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after the barrage

clouds of

chemical exhaust are

dampened and tamped down

sticky oil slicks

sheet off the road

the only sensory input left —

the heady scent of pine

K.B.Silver