My New Poem: Morning After Hard Rain

My New Poem: Morning After Hard Rain


Morning After Hard Rain

Moist, sultry air
Soggy flowers, dripping trees
Grass steaming misty in early sun
Wooden benches saturated
Birds coming out of hiding
to frolic, chirp and play…
My soul is like a watered garden
ready to green and grow
with thirst quenched once again.


Polly Castor



I work to amplify good wherever I find it. I love color, texture, beauty, great ideas, nature, metaphor, deliciousness, genuine spirituality, and exploring new territory. I encourage authenticity, nurture creativity, champion sustainability, promote peace, and hope to foster a new renaissance where we all are free to be our most fulfilled, multifaceted, and terrific selves. Read more here.


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