Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Storm (A poem I wrote a few years ago)


Lightening vapors shadow my face as I peer out from behind the curtain.
The impending storm draws closer by moments, of this I am most certain.



I open the pane, breathe deeply in the delicious rain scent on the breeze.
I begin to envy the soon soaking of the grass, flowers and leaves.


A slow smile dances upon my lips as I hear the thunderous bang.
I wonder why I get a thrill from such a fearful thing?


The wind whips about me now, its presence growing bolder.
A robin darts noiselessly past as the tree bends to enfold her.


A resounding crack splits the air, the storm unleash its fury!
Madness sweeps across my mind as I tear out the door in a hurry!


The first raindrops tag me as I step upon the earth.
My bare feet sink softly into the wet grass--I laugh aloud in mirth!


Storm! Storm! Send down the Heavens and bathe me all anew!
For soon the storm will be no more--the sky return an azure blue.

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