Morning arrives filled with much rain and fog
The view outside looks more like soggy smog
The arrival of another day brings a new, fresh start
Hopefully a writer’s words will be like a work of art
Twinkling street lights appear through the wet haze
The sun’s illumination will remain hidden all this day
Sounds of rain splashing against the window’s glass
This morning mist looks to find a home at long last
Perhaps the intense rain will inspire a pen to write
Maybe words will arrive with impressions so right
The calmness evaporates as a gentle wind arrives
The steady rain matures as its intensity thrives
Rain hurls through the air in a sideways manner
The large drops sound as loud as a jackhammer
Lightning flashes across the foggy, gray sky
Rumbling thunder echoes as if a jet flies by
The worn, wooden planks of the patio deck shine
A slippery sheen generates added beauty so fine
The sky lightens up for a moment or two
Nature’s own light offers a beautiful view
Now the rain restarts with amounts far too much
Flooding may bring for some an absence of luck
The day will continue to be soggy and wet for all
At least this poem has answered a writer’s call