Night skies, electric, charged with more
energy than I'll ever have.
Bolt after bolt, one climbing the
stepped leader of the previous,
nearly continuous. Pupils
shrink from the assault of light; ears
fold under thunder's weight ... but what
a write I'll have in the morning!!
Sometimes thunderstorms keep me away especially when come in middle to the night. Again you have posted an amazing photo. Glad you are so into nature and storms. Not afraid of them either but just don't care for them at all.
making the images come to life!Kudo's...ET
inspire such thunderous writings. ;)
Love it!
Love,
R~
Cynthia
Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Georg
them with your lovely pen? Wonderful, Karla, as always. -gene.
hugs
Fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D