The first snow of the season:

 It glows white, clean and bright.

 I crunch and squash

 in the slosh,

 jumping

First Storm In The Canyon

When cross and laden gray clouds sit

About your holy rim

Elemental Battle

Rolling sounds of thunderous clouds

In the distance rain showers dance

Swirling clouds defeat blue sky

Music to My Ears

I can hear the raindrops
as they hit the roof.
When I hear the rhythm slowly become clear,
Like a drum beating