A Poem from Janet Cannon's  Poetry Room at IsleWrite.com

high noon

sun distorts the distance
between here and there
after a ferocious short-
lived still dripping shower

subsides exposing a
steep triple ring rainbow
she built that haloes
the mountain drenched

in color and glistening
over the valley view
below the wind is still
under the sudden storm

Poem by  Janet Cannon