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NaPoWriMo Poem by You: #20: Petrichor by Emily Ashworth

Sarah and Jeff Boyle

Thunderstorm by Flickr user Arbyreed, shared via Creative Commons

Thunderstorm by Flickr user Arbyreed, shared via Creative Commons

Petrichor

Breathe in
that scent of lightning,
the power resonating off the concrete.
Listen to the silence
after the roaring thunder;
a chance that the downpour
might cease.
Can you sense the hope?
The peace enveloping you
when the wind calms?
Renewal rises from the sidewalk
as distress evaporates
leaving cool air
to facilitate a fresh start.
Witness the hazy horizon,
precipitation clouding the eyes
and clearing the mind.
Can you sense the hope?
Can you smell the rain?


Petrichor: A pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather (http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/us/definition/american_english/petrichor)

by Emily Ashworth, age 17