The Impatient Storm

A girl with little patience waits...

The leaves danced

The clouds churned

I sat in my chair

Waiting for the storm

 

In a grassy field I wait

The wind blows

I sit and stare

 

They watch down on me

I glare back at them

Dark skies threaten to cry

 

Please rain on me

Please fall and cleanse the Earth

I am thirsty

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem told a outstanding story. Sitting in the rain and reaching out for hope and purpose. The description in your words made this story powerful and I like the ending A lot. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[SimplyDisastrous]

Outstanding.

[Ruth]

I like this a lot!
I paeticularly like the end stanza a lot:) The turning around of the rain nourishing the earth, then to yourself, nice work! xx

[Wicahpi]

Rain can both be refreshing and detrimental ...
Patience is a virtue and worth the wait if looking
for refreshment.

[deeps]

This is simply outstanding here.
I really enjoyed this one.
This is a very well written write.