Promises Fall From the Sky

Earth Worship

Children of the burning sands

Carry their dust etched desires

Burning heat scorches the inner being


A world of puddles made of cracks

And a land of red and gold

Where even a blade of grass cuts like a knife


Children of the scorched thirst

May ever wander the green earth

But carry the desert in their hearts


The rolling thunder of hope sweeps by

And all stop for the heat lightning

For even a broken promise from the clouds

Brings awe and splendor


But on the one beautiful day

The only perfect storm of the year

Big fat hot raindrops fall

You will find everyone dancing outside.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A chicago thunderstorm just happened to mimic the great texas storms of my childhood.  

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rjnmhrjn's picture

Beautiful portrait... Sorry I

Beautiful portrait... Sorry I am taking "Carry the deserts in their heart.." with me

and_hera_met_zeus's picture

don't be sorry, you can have

don't be sorry, you can have it :)

life_used_to_be_lifelike's picture

I've always been in awe of

I've always been in awe of the weather. This is an amazing, beautiful description of a storm. Excellent job!

"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.

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awww thanks!!!

awww thanks!!!

soulstonic's picture

Amazing imagery. I loved what

Amazing imagery. I loved what I pictured in my own mind after reading this. 

Lovely. :)



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thanks :)

thanks :)