A Single drop A scent in the air, a pr- omise of thunderstorms tells m- e of the coming of rain. A drop of wa- ter land on my nose, and then the sky ope- ns up with a mighty roar of rain. Misty ski- s, and howling wind, dancing like a torn- ado. Animals run, and birds get soaked in their nests. Cats hiss as the rain f- alls on them. Thundering noises on metal roofs, telling the st- ory of rain. A flash of li- ghtning, followed b- A low rumble Of thunder Rain
My first shape poem. It’s meant to be a drop of rain. Any tips on how to write a good shape poem?