Smell of Rain

Photograph by J. Trent

Smell of Rain
by John Trent

Oppressive, heavy,
Late afternoon’s heat
Sun sits high on mid-summer's haze

Silent, unspoken,
The air stands quiet
Lumbering giants slowly roam the distant

Blue-gray outlines
On boiling whites
Heights rise through heaven’s fading edge

Slowly, ghostly,
They make approach
So slight, the caress of a gentle breeze

Delicate whispers
And wilting magnolias
Palmettos flicker to its welcome touch

The scent of rain
On sounds of thunder
Holds promise of its impending fall