Eight-line Poems

Convectional Rainfall

Convectional Rainfall

Up here you can see the vista,
piled storm clouds massed on high,
dropping their dark curtains of rain,
unfurled grey on the distant hills.

Up here the world holds its breath,
the heat trembling in the still air,
the earth desiccated and parched,
awaiting the promised downpour.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It in Eight, 10.07.21
Prompt: Curtain.
Note: Convectional rainfall is a geographic term for rainfall that is the result, not of prevailing winds, but a heated landmass becoming so hot that the resultant low pressure sucks in winds from all directions, bringing the rain with them.