Summerain

far to the west
darkly blundering towards me
come the dark clouds
they seem to plow along
pushing blueskies ahead as they come
now close by with whacks of thunder
the afternoon heat collapses
into blowing torrents
of horizontal rainwater
bringing the fishy scent of the Gulf
now streaking lines of blue-white lightning
rattle the sky
and swarms away inland. . .

2011