spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
A Poem by Brandon White.
The Smell of Rain:
Step into the day
and into the cool air
charged with rumors
of rainThis is what’s been missed,
the gathering storm
humming electric,
pure and threateningWhat could stoke
the flame of wonder
like the hands of
God?Do you kneel
to the natural forces?
That was a rhetorical
questionThe dancing trees,
the blades of grass,
the horse in its running,
man and his wild confusion;All eyes turn to
the darkening clouds-Brandon White
©Brandon White 2021
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This is really beautiful.
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I agree. I hope you’ll check out his other work. He’s a favorite of mine.
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Thanks. Peace.
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