Summer Rain
Tattered Petals: Wounded Heart
Tattered on the garden path are petals
from roses, beheaded by Summer rain
when storm clouds emptied their brimming kettles
In the garden, my tender blooms were slain
Raindrops cut them like needle sharp nettles
I viewed the masacre with grim disdain
Thunder bellowed a victorious roar
Baneful Summer rains continued to pour
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My tears fell like rose petals to the ground
Recalling a rain storm of years ago
When lightning struck my heart with force profound
Summer's rain became a fierce Winter snow
a blizzard of barbed words ran love aground
It died like roses from rain's pelting blow
Tattered were petals; wounded was my heart
From lashing torrents that ripped us apart
August 21, 2017
Spring Rain Storm Contest
sponsoredby Dale G. Cozart
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