Drenched by Hiram Larew


You are god-soaked —

a hay dream

that drenches the prairies

and all of the haloes pour through

You are hope atmospheric

and raw storms eroded

that overwhelm with mighty

Or vast hallows 

and flood fields 

that rush holy forward

with you

Yes you are torch-trumpeted clouds —

the choicest swoon specter

that sounds like the purest of downpours 

And whenever you run for cover

under thundering goodness

all rakes get tossed like love

up in the air

Hiram Larew’s poems have appeared in several journals.  He founded Poetry X Hunger as a way to bring poets from around the world to the anti-hunger cause.  www.HiramLarewPoetry.com and www.PoetryXHunger.com

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