Impaled Peaches

Peaches grow in fields aglow with

Sunlight in the summer

Feeling warm, the coming storm, it

Threatens them with thunder



Clouds advance with breezes blowing

Showers show no sign of slowing

Hail impales the peaches where they slumber



Bees abuzz with peachy fuzz fly

Flagging through the flowers

Trees are flecked with sparkling specks of

Water from the showers



Petals catch the raindrops’ drumming

Hear the summer birds are humming

The river takes the rain away

The moss is soaked for days

Pitted peaches while away the hours