Shrill

The sound of locusts crying

Oppressed

Beneath the boiling August sun

Cracked

The earth opens in a plea

Clear

The sky shines it's gaze below.

Mild

The gusts with tepid breath

Soaring

Dust, birds, and clouds on updraft

Looming

The clouds growing, building, tall

Silent

The gambled wait for rain.

Sudden

The cold, harsh downdraft

Rumbling

The throat of the storm awakened

Faded

The horizon behind virgas tempting

Ominous

Lightning's daylight flash

Pelting

Drops like bullets falling

Blinding

Sheets of cold, heavy rain

Over

The storm behind, thunder faded

Strangled

Humidity returns again.