Hard Rain

by Beth - Scorpio

I love to watch the rain
to feel it 
on my bare skin
to stick out my tongue
and try to catch the drops as they fall

Nothing is as perfect
as a rainy day
when the sky
is 42 different hues of grey
when it rumbles 
like a grumpy old man
When the lightening
rapes the sky
with electric fingers of blue and gold

When the wind 
whips you to the core
stings your face
leaving it's red slap
on your cheek

How the next day
everything is so calm
the air so sweet
if it weren't for the damp
you'd never know
that a storm had blown through

Funny how the  weather
reminds me
of you.

Birth sign: Scorpio
Date created: 2002-09-13 18:57:15
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:38
Poem ID: 70109

You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.

View more poems by Beth.