Upon the breeze,
The scent of rain, refreshing, new.
Upon the breeze,
Sounds of lost laughter stir the trees.
I just notice something else too.
Summer storm brings the scent of you,
Upon the breeze.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry challenge #45: Summer Storm. Photo prompt and “Summer Storm.” Poetry form Rondelet. Photo from Wikimedia.
Nice one 🙂 I like the idea of the smell of the storm reminding you of someone.
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🙂
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I liked the sounds of lost laughter.
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I love it!
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Beautiful!
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