Last night’s storm

For hours, the pear tree tossed
in gusty winds, voiceless under
the roar of rain, moaning unheard,
fitfully illuminated by the moon.
Brash sunrise scatters fallen leaves,
the few signs of last night’s storm
along with a scent of petrichor.

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Inspired by Wordle 292 and What do you see 156.

9 comments

  1. Petrichor… I’ve heard this word used, before. Atm… it’s raining where I live, so perhaps I’ll sit myself on the porch to experience this scent, since I don’t often do so.

    Rain is always very tranquil and soothing. 🙂

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