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?