morning after rain

i forget
how morning air
after lightning
sweetens

with a tang
of ozone aftertaste
drawing up the corners
of my mouth

bitter & green
like lime zest

but i like it
& for the first time
all summer

the earth
is saturated–
too late
for the tomatoes

but that’s
another kind of bitterness
i taste

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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14 Responses to morning after rain

  1. ‘but that’s
    another kind of bitterness
    i taste’

    Like this ending

  2. nelle says:

    …and lets hope this Gulf storm springs water on areas needed and doles it out in needed measure.

  3. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    I like how this poem “turns” with the tomatoes. That is very effective.

  4. Seb says:

    You might say this poem bears its fruit in the ending.

  5. ALWAYS on fire with life! BEAUTIFUL !

  6. A marvelous deity of beauty and power friend ~ Thank yo. xo

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