A fierce storm blew through Toronto last night. I have tried to describe it.
Roaring cannon
Of
The gods of storm
Bursts of flame
Fill darkened sky
Sheets of lightning
Pink - yellow - white
Canopy
The sky
Marching rain
A million boots
In waves
Pound the thirsty earth
Furious - fearsome
Angry gods
Do battle
Trembling our souls
Comes upon us in surprise
Exploding
Our ears
Searing
Our eyes
As we watch
In cowered awe
Storm
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
They call me StormSpinner: wish I'd written this. :)
Thanks,
Dan