Wet Mercedes

Mercedes-Benz W124 E280

It was the twelfth day of January
A breeze blew gently
Rainwater precipitated from the clouds
Atmospheric relative humidity at 100%
The plants rejoiced

The rain stopped; the clouds dispersed
The sky brightened- 3 F-stops, to be precise
Water droplets all around the photographer
All it takes is a good eye to find the detail
And the camera does the remainder

I'm not sure what the 2 blocks of text above can be called. Referring to them as poetry will be insulting to many people.

21/6/05-
silencers tells me that Deviant Art would classify them as freeflow poetry.
Ob!ique recomends that they be called a prose.