Waiting For Rain

 Poetic Bloomings Prompt: day 7. Summer Rain

We wait. The weight of the sky weighs

In grays and ways of want

…for afternoon of silver haze

 To glaze each green-leaf haunt

Earth’s child is hungry for a chance

To chase the dancing feet

Of heaven’s happy fairy-bands

Tap-tapping down the street

...to see a sea of rivers run

Through bloom ballrooms, soft pink 

To cheer the absence of the sun

While thirsty gardens drink

© Janet Martin