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REFRESHING STORM
Dark clouds are clustering formidably, and fearful souls outrun soon coming wrath, finding warmth and comfort most vagrantly: an escape from a drenching water bath. Thunder and lightening frighten miserably as we’re shrieking from very near misses ~ children's eyes seeking consolation kisses. The sky pours forth; it reigns on mother earth. She drinks the refreshing bounty graciously, thirsty soil flourishing foliage with rebirth. Lakes, streams, rivers move fluid with dignity, replenished, pooling water ~ natures mirth. Musical parody: rain nurturing souls, nature thus refilling barren water holes. ----------- Ottava Rima poetry, written for "Rhythm & Rhyme Poetry Challenge" and submitted for Day 5 - January 22.
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