HEAVY AIR

Still, hardly a single breath of air
Till distant thunder grumbles
Omen of what the clouds will bear
Racing as they build and tumble.
Moisture falling everywhere.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Dis you see it for an acrostic first time through?

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost

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Comments

hello Stan

A clever acrostic indeed.
Take care.

H Rula

Plain acrostics aren't my favorite type poetry so when I Do write one I add a bit of challenge by making it rhyme. Thanks for the read and comment......stan

Yes very clever and I can

Yes very clever and I can just smell and feel the air. Jx

hello Jane

Thank you. I appreciate your time to read and comment.......stan

this picture

of a dry spell coming to a sudden end in a hearty cloudburst is one that can be appreciated by many living in varying and different areas of the world but not Scotland where rain is never far away.

Hi Kieth

I suspect you get tired of scraping moss out of your ears lol. Appreciate your visit.........stan

good acrostic Stan

And short and sweet - another just like me :-)

Can I suggest you change the last line to read simply 'moisture falls' ??

Love judy
xxx

Already called you shorty

so now I'll call you sweety lol. Can't follow your suggestion though. It would mess up rhyme.......stan

Hi STan

I second all the above comments. ( that's what you call a lazy comment ) Lol

You hit the spot for me on this one - I love thunder storms and the electrifying atmosphere!

Love Mand xxx

Hey Mandy

I've ridden out one tornado in my life and we had a hail storm so heavy the other afternoon that it looked like it had snowed the following morning. I also love storms.........stan