African rain
drowns the desperate heat,
its driving deluge, lightning sheet,
wipes the sweat from your brow,
soothing those baked and burning pains,
November’s gift here now,
summer’s refrain.
Line Count: 7
Form: Star Sevlin
4/6/8/6/8/6/4 syllables per line
Rhyme scheme abbcaca
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Written for: Verdant Poetry Contest, Round 25
Prompt: Summer
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