Grey clouds gathering gloom - lightning flashing.
Sky lashing down rain, then BOOM.
Crops are spared a dusty doom.
Poet's Notes: I learned about englyn penfyr poetry from Steve and wanted to choose a topic that wasn't limiting (like weather, which became a thunderstorm) and use words that had many rhymes (sky, crash, boom) to try to fit meaning into lines of specific syllable count with primary and secondary rhyme schemes. The hardest part for me was to break from traditional rhyme schemes that kept coming to mind at first.
Editor's Note: An englyn penfyr of mine and a link to information about this fun but challenging form may be found here http://www.songsoferetz.com/2017/07/an-independence-day-poem-by-editor.html.