
Hello Friends,
A new free verse piece waits below. Progress is being made on my new poetry collection. More information to follow. Thanks to you all for your continued support and encouragement!
The Smell of Rain:
Step into the day
and into the cool air
charged with rumors
of rain
This is what's been missed,
the gathering storm
humming electric,
pure and threatening
What could stoke
the flame of wonder
like the hands of
God?
Do you kneel
to the natural forces?
That was a rhetorical
question
The dancing trees,
the blades of grass,
the horse in its running,
man and his wild confusion;
All eyes turn to
the darkening clouds
-Brandon White
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