The Rainbow

Ready to burst dark storm clouds line the sky Crowds vanish and city roads are forlorn Thunderstorm drum rolls, Lightning blinds the eye Wind playing a dreadful threatening tune Thunderstorm pounding windows hard with fists Nebula has faded colour of sky Each cloud waiting to burst and rain all morn In sadness awaiting answers to why On ropes of mist lowered golden buckets A spirit slides down a cloud amethyst Between veils of misty clouds in the sky Twinkling stars shining in raindrops all morn Refuse to carry burden clouds fly high Born to be thunderstorm always were they Singing a soulful song through the raindrops Parched earth's thirst quenched and is no longer dry Raindrops are now nourishing a mind worn Like raindrops trickling down my misty eyes Futile wait for the thunderstorm to pass by Gear up for a joyous rhythmic rain dance To drenched earth blossoms curtsey wet yet dry Survived the rain but not sad and withdrawn Cheerfulness and joy they never deny The Sun smiling behind clouds in the sky Spreading light though he rose on this late morn Showery prism unfolds before the eyes Rainbow never says thunderstorm is by.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!