Rain

As thunder rumbles like a train on asphalt
And lightening draws geometric forms in the sky
And rain pours out of heavy black clouds in torrents

I sit here and take in the gorgeous smell of rain
Pounding down on the open water tanks from
the old factory with a historic chimney.

The noise of the beating downpour pounding
On the ground, provoking the aroma of wet earth
Floating in through my bedroom window…

The rain turns into hail and beats on
My window as the wind turns the rain
Into a whirlpool! God help the poor!

© Anne M. Moor