Summer in the Smokies
Thunder
Rumbles
Like an old man’s hungry stomach
Through the green capped Smokies
Soon
Rain will come
To cool a summer’s lazy afternoon
In his younger years, Tom Davis served as a Special Force Combat Diver. It seems to him that he spent more time on, in, and under the water than as a landlubber. This and other adventures he has written about in his memoir, The Most Fun I Ever Had With My Clothes On: A March From Private to Colonel. http://www.oldmp.com/davismemoirs
Hi, Tom, I always love reading your work........... marvelous! Sheri
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your delightful poem Tom. Very nice work! Best wishes, Chris~
ReplyDeleteNice work!
ReplyDeleteNice poem, Tom. The ending is so elegant and delightful. I appreciate you sharing "Summer in the Smokies" with us here at Whispers. Continued blessings!
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Rain to come and bring its sweet scents of hope =)
ReplyDeleteI miss the thunder, but not the hungry stomach. I enjoyed your poem, Tom.
ReplyDeleteThe rain certainly helps on those hot summer days. Very well written poem.
ReplyDeleteTom: I love the atmosphere you have conveyed in your poem. I can almost smell the fresh rain smell.
ReplyDeleteThank you also for your service.
Sincerely,
Suzanne
I love this, Tom! There's just something about a thunderstorm that calls to me. And the imagery of a storm passing through the Smokies... just beautiful. :)
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